Art by Norman E. Masters
a poetic dialog between Jaynell Masters & Peter K. Ligeski
Climbing HIGH in the trees of hopes and dreams
Ever so high do the dreams search
for the answers are trying ever so hard to be
sturdy so... k
branches... br
don't ea
like the mirror that shatters from
the past of despair, and
sadness
hopes and dreams are fully aware of those
cliffs and erosion
possibilities...
a e
the trees s k with the knowledge
h of trees/of
their
k
branches b r ea ing like a
heart breaking
from the weight of hurt and loss of importance...
What can I say or do, except dream and mostly
hope? Or continue to
climb the tree searching with anxiety?
I have no choice but, I must
accept the d
o
w
n right truth t
h
e
n...
face it and live up to it,
Yes, I acknowledge the hurt
and the pain
that shall
remain and
ALWAYS
remember...
remember... the growth of the bud...
how it blossomed... ever so-
beautiful with such grace and pulchritude and a special
personality that is unlike
anyone else's, and
that special individuality of two in
one...
the light of that glorious view that attracts the
heart of emotion, that enjoys the
significant
person in
the inside that has so much sensitivity and is
beautiful in the inside and outside of
his/her heart...A true feeling of joy,love,and
friendship.
These stay in the air ...even when the wind is mellow.
The high trees catch glimpses of the continuous
jubilance that ha
ngs in the
air ... the air that d
an
gl
es
there
continuously to breathe in the joys
the dreams
that all
seek to blossom with a gentle ....
kiss.
**Jaynell Masters
Feb. 1986 |
1/15/91.
Another day dreams.
Still I wonder.
It comes.
The yawn, the great Inter-Galactic yawn!
The Gods & Goddesses awaken.
Boys and Girls each of them.
touching my thoughts
-- no way are they going to fool me again! :)
Peter K. Ligeski |
This dramatic change of time
It was hypnotic
A complete sheer surprise
Caught fully breathless
My eyes opened doors of dreams
At eery door finding beauty
Scaled precious rainbows
Careless, tickling whispers
Caressing, warm waters
I was raptured,
Once again it all touched my heart,
And nourished my soul.
Love
Jaynell |
May 04, 1991
A part of me wants out
To see what life's about
Yet parts of me have doubt
All my dreams have been tossed
Most of the time I'm lost
Seen what love & life costs
Life isn't always fair
The fears and pains we share
Feeling trapped in despair
Always be in lost lines
Hopes and failures combined
It all stopped me in time |
6/17/91
Feathers of iridescent auras
Notations across time
Move my mind.
I dipped into my tears,
and awoke squeaky clean
from my dream.
Wiped the mirrors of my soul.
The Magick is Real
Feather Light/Insight
Precise abbreviations:
The galaxies are footprints from one point of origin
toward another.
FeatherLight Feather Insight.
featherLight feather insight
guardians of the Day
guardians of the night
cherish the moons
light the thoughts -- dream reality
Pick up an acorn
Make a wish.
good morn. |
