Arna Baartz – Silver Poetry

White

wind is breathing shadows reflecting opposition to outside pushing my eyes are still and rest upon this vision my heart signals birds pulsing forward I am puppeteering trees and laughter is a swelling dance exhalation turns the page and here we begin, with feather white and ink see more art? >> http://www.artofkundalini.com

SPECTRUM 2015!

I don’t know how many of you are into personal development, emotional exploration etc but for those that are I am REALLY happy to announce that I am among 25 (amazzzing) teachers to be strutting our stuff at Spectrum 2015! it is 6 months online creative and wellness extravaganza. I have heard very inspirational whisperingsContinue reading “SPECTRUM 2015!”

Final Part – Death of A Poet ~ Mary Anne Baartz

A robot now, she tidies the house. The walls egg her on. Once everything is in order she is ready to obey the urgent commands of the whispering walls. She opens the oven door. Plumps up a soft cloth and lays down her head, turning the gas full on. As she closes her eyes sheContinue reading “Final Part – Death of A Poet ~ Mary Anne Baartz”

The Goodbye

My response to Rilke’s Duino Elegies ~ Number 10 His baby weighs nothing floating on bony palms Practicing sacrifice A grimacing prayer Thin breathless arms soft with natures last flourish the stroking of hair A habit of care No hope and rapidly fading Superficial Life We frame our fascinated tongue in gilded verbs We bringContinue reading “The Goodbye”

Now Here

My response to Rilke’s Duino Elegies curled in a little ball pretending will not save us from the torturous puling of splinters ‘I know NOTHING’ pretending, just in case, giving meaning to the pure page ……….a clever decoy to fein concern over things more permanent than ourselves! spreading our neck over that which is willingContinue reading “Now Here”

Some Mute Beast

My response to Rilke’s Duino Elegies number 8 Reaching again, stalking this thirst for who I am, we are splitting in parts, raw light leaking but blind and believing in sweet enduring allowing death public slaying guarded by pulsing spectre keen eye follows flickerings by bee or ant marching chaotic to unseen nothing but notContinue reading “Some Mute Beast”