The diva strides and flexes lightly
yet her footsteps resonate
and all who sense the ripples
and turn around.
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Energy Poems - Metasong
When one consciously steps into the Otherworld, and activates all six senses to have a sension, an Otherworld experience, state changes and the way we use language shifts.
It becomes naturally poetic, naturally hypnotic. Word choices, rhythm and rhyme, if any, are dictated by the experience itself, rather than some dry old dusty schoolbook with "rules" about "how to write poetry."
Energy mind generated "poetry" has a mystical quality. It is often difficult to say if it is indeed, a story, or a poem, or a song - it is simply a transmission of information that happens naturally and it is sometimes also called a "metasong" for that reason. Enjoy the otherworldly examples and by all means, write your own. There's nothing quite like it ... :-)
The diva strides and flexes lightly
Silvia Hartmann writes: I have to come out of that mysterious Art Solutions closet and admit that for me, a poem is not a poem unless it was prepared and delivered by the energy mind.
This is a short essay on the nature of poems and poetry from the Energist's perspective.
One of the most important functions of poetry is to keep us reminded of the other realms, the higher realms, beyond the stress and chaos of the day. It's like going to church but you don't have to get dressed up and sit around uncomfortably for hours on end - with a simple poem, you can get there whenever you want, or need to ...
... be reminded ...
Dream on ...
In 2007, an aspect of mine wrote a special HypnoDreams album - one that was not for other people, or for sale, but only for me. Based on the "voices in the night," it was absolutely designed to be a gift for a future self who might need to hear these words, to calm her and inspire her, help her through the night. And it has, on many, many occasions and remains one of my favourite "poem collections" to date ... Full texts of all the "poems" and the song on this poetry album.
You will never know just what you find when you step outside your mind, for a moment and take flight to the wide and starry night, where some things may be revealed ...
A poem about a train wreck.
Way back in the day, 1996, when the Internet was young, I joined a poetry forum. With my welcome message from the moderator, I was directed to a list of words which one must never use in a poem.
Oh really ... ;->
Forbidden words in poetry ...?
A metaphor poem - metasong - about The DragonRiders:
When we ride the dragons, we are wide and free ...
This collection of poetry contains some of my personal favourite poems of all times - Steel Lord obviously, my ode to Lord Lucian; but there are also some other poems that I've always particularly loved, such as Mission, The Alien Hunter, and Unicorn Union which gives the collection its title.
One day I'll find an open mike poetry night somewhere and read Unicorn Union out aloud ...
Whilst transferring an old static website, this collection of poetry exercises called Sanctuary Poems dated March 2000 was found in a sub folder.
These poetry exercises use imagery of environments (Project Sanctuary habitats) to create a metasong flow. But apart from that, they're cool and even the html is a poetic blast from the past.
Enjoy The Sanctuary Poems.
I was just uploading a piece of art called Angel City when this poem came to me.
And in the middle of writing it, the postman knocked on the door and delivered a parcel with opalite angels - wonderful timing :-)
The other day, this poem, The Oldest Castle, sprang to mind when I was trying to explain to someone why you mustn't give up too soon when you are dealing with memories and trying to remember a genesis event. After much searching, today I finally found it - dated 5.6.1994.
Here's The Oldest Castle ... a story poem, and a metaphor poem for so many things ...
A visitor asked if I had any poems suitable for a funeral for a friend. I have three funeral poems here; God's Speed is a funeral poem for a friend; Pyramid for a lover, and Upward for the funeral of a person who had no friends and may not have been a good person in this life. Hope it helps some.
"What do we do when we get stuck? When we have no answers? When there is nowhere else to turn? We do Project Sanctuary. Of course. What else?" Silvia Hartmann