Shakespeare and Me...a lifetime remembered!

By cnwriter..carolina,
Posted in Wikinut>Writing>Poetry

Many lifetimes we have had as many people, rich, poor, black, white, noble, peasant all sorts. Of course some of you dont believe this and others will say cnwriter you are nuts...I really dont care for I Know and that is all that matters....

• Flowing Words
• Shakespeare's School of Writers
• Shakespeare's Perfection
• Honouring your Ability
• credits

Flowing Words

quill pen

The Bard and I one day
Together wrote a play
To entertain the Queen
When to the Globe she came

At tables we sat he and I

With quill pens we did write
Taught me he had
To parley words and put together
Just like that

No rhyme nor reason did they have
Just flowing thoughts with meaning had
Yet found their way indeed they did
Becoming something of import

Shakespeare's School of Writers

Shakespeare's school

Part of his school of writers 
Small it was but filled
With those so passionate
Of words
And words
And words

Taking them
Making them into grandiose forms
On subjects of every kind
We played with them
Backwards
Forwards
Inbetween

It mattered not to us
Our minds were filled with marvellous themes
Our eyes such beauty saw
Our ears heard music so sublime
Flowing in and through the words

Shakespeare's Perfection

A beautiful man was he

Put it here
Move it there
It fits not anyway
What the bloody hell you doing
Go to hell you all

Shakespeare his temper quite profound
It turned us not away
We tried again again again
To make it rhyme just right

His approval we did want
To know we did it right
To have our master turn to us
And smile with delight

And chuckle in his pointed beard
As words flowed honey like
A nod of his head sent all of us
Into raptures rare

Honouring your Ability

enjoy it all

And to this day we remember
Some of us
What we were taught
So long ago

Ego you may say
From jealousy you come
You cannot write the way I do
But why should you anyway

You have your own inimitable way
Wonderful it is to read
A writer's life not always what it seems
Just doing it is a marvellous thing

So honour yourself for your ability
And love all that you do

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Musings of a Silly Woman...

By cnwriter..carolina,
Posted in Wikinut

All of us grow old this has to be unless you die young. Aging is a difficult process for some and maybe not for others...depends what goes on in your mind and emotions and how you feel about yourself. But always the divinity, the loving will shine from your eyes for your eyes are windows of the soul...

• Oh dear what can the matter be....
• Keeping on....
• Beauty is in the eye of the beholder
• Knowing who I am....
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Oh dear what can the matter be....

timeless beauty

Sometimes it seems to me there is no room to sing a song and hum a tune
The prickly heat eats at your heart and turns your corpuscles blue instead of red
I sit here and I do write my raison de'etre nowadays 
for you ignoramuses that means reason for being
My words fall on dead ears like the dead leaves on the ground shuffled under foot by heavy boots and stiletto heels

That part inside smiles at all of this the secret part that I do not show to the world

unless my words sometimes display the truth but what is truth
My truth is different to your truth for sure that is why we disagree but sometimes we learn from that at least I do

Keeping on....

once upon a time!!!

I will keep on keeping on as I have done for so long now
So many things experienced so many lessons learned not always easily
But here I am today a better person than I was my loving pretty clear for others to see to share the spirit inside of me In any way I can and this I do

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder

in the eye of the beholder

Sometimes they say bad things and do mean things to me and hurt feelings come of this until one day my friend told me what they say and do has nothing to do with you, it is a reflection of what is going on in them 
Such wisdom yes but how often I have heard the saying, beauty is in the eye of the beholder 
Just as is everything else so sigh a sigh of relief for when you know you are good let no man's words make you think differently.

Knowing who I am....

child of God

Meanderings of consciousness they take us here and there and everywhere
What are we but a bag of bones rattling inside a skin that grows old with age and changes oh oh oh
Sometimes we regret we have come so far especially when looking in the mirror and wondering who is looking back but then that is only what is on the outside
Inside it glows the radiance of divinity and through the eyes the soul looks out
At least this part of me I can enjoy and do for I recognize my divinity and know I am a child of God taking wee small steps and sometimes large ones
Enduring all things going past my judgements, letting go of my fears and concerns
travelling the higher ground where divinity is made manifest

Crux of Nullity....

Nullity

matrix of nullity

Nimbus around you
Shines so bright
Complexity of light
Swirling round

Crux of nullity a strange word
In entirety
Nothing seemingly
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8wkZPxA7klU
Words bring forth a magic hue
Coloured differently
Each one
Shared

Pan

magic starts...

Pattering of tiny feet
Cross vast expanse
They go
Endless thrub

Pan sets forth
Staff of shining green
He comes alive
In your dream

Children play
Eyes wide
Little fists clenched
Around a buttercup
Shines yellow on their face

Lady of the forest

worlds in a....

Lady of the stars doth sit
Bears world under her heart
Breathing into it

She knows
World turns
We too
No doubt
Are part of all

Finding...

door opens inwards...

Blue skies
Part of scenery
Seen through ever constant door
Opens inwardly

Look within the opening door
Find the treasures hidden there
Eternally yours

Takes a moment
Or lifetimes of searching
Finding the precious One
Yet within you all the time

To Search...and Find

gaze into light

The search goes on
Endlessly it seems
Awake or in your dreams

I know I did it all the time
Till one day it came to me
I AM
Doors within doors opened
Unceasingly
Passageways lit brilliantly
Then no-thing more
I had arrived

But always need to carry on
ETC
Eternal Travelling Consciousness...

and so it is....

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Out of God Comes All Things...

Ways of words

a walk with words..

A novel way for you to look
To see
How words take on a meaning
Far beyond any we realize
Endings too..
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ez9bXTY35eY
I explore the world of words
Find new ways all the time
To use them
Play with them
Enjoy
What a magnificent task this be

So i will bring a new concept forth
Though nothing new on this plane can take place
So they say

Everything is part of God

energy divine

Everything comes from God
(you can call that divine energy what you will it bothers me not)
The good
The bad
Ups and downs
Ins and outs
All comes from God

Everything is divine

No matter what
Perhaps in lesser degree sometime
But everything is part of God
God is in All things

The ING ....

out of God comes All things..

Now let us look at letters ING
Stand they for In God
So when you add that ending
Making it holy this you do

Being.. be in God
Doing.. do in God
Thinking.. think in God
Writing .. write in God

On and on it goes
Everything is In God
No matter what you are thinking
What you are saying
What you are doing
It is all part of God

Out of God comes All things
Good
Bad
Indifferent
Blasphemy
Curses
Joy
All is part of God
There is no other way
Out of God comes all things

Ask and you will receive

Light of the Christ is everywhere...

How magnificent this be
Knowing this divinity
Is you is me is all of us
What a way to go
If only you would see

Take the blinkers from your eyes
Move beyond your narrow point of view
Open up your spiritual awareness
Not bell book and candle
Spirituality
Pure as only it can be
Clarity shining brightly
Travel the higher worlds
The Christ will take you there
If you but ask

Too many times He says
You receive not for you ask not

and so it is

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Words...words and so much more.....

I watched again the film Anonymous fabulous it is and was inspired to write this especially as I remember that lifetime!!!  words hold magic power as is delineated in this film so do enjoy my page....

On everything

awesome

It interests me it really does
In the film Anonymous
Elizabeth did ask young Mab
To discourse on the word truth

Replied young man
Truth is truth
No matter what
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JECTUQVrvzE
Able to this young man
Discourse he could on anything
Just like I do
A heavenly gift indeed

A stroke or two

words..words

Come with me I ask of you
Let's play in the Garden of Words
High notes and low do flow
Wherever they wish to go

Music of rushing waves
Fills your ears with marvellous sound
Your eyes pick up a different view
One you never saw before

This is the magic of it all
When pen you take up to inscribe
A stroke just one
Then two then three
Before long a litany

Magical world of words

words fly high

Tap tap I hear the words inside
Waiting there to be inscribed
Inspired they are
Onto parchment thick and white
Scrawled into a heavenly mass
Words and music to impress
Upon your soul and mine

No other way to spend the day
Not riding on a horse or car
Those mundane things to do
When ride you may
In the magical world of words

Spirit flies

spirit runs free

Come come with me
Let us play
In the magical world of words
Nothing else of import be

Colours shine now everywhere
From your eyes so bright
Perceive you can the inner worlds
A journey you are on

Here to there and back again
Up and down your spirit flies
Never looking backwards
Oh what a marvellous way to go

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Celebrating Shakespeare's 450th Birthday today...April 23, 1564

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mmbTHgFlvLI

Strange Place

spilled ink...

The world a strange place has become
When out of darkness tales are spread
Those who such things do
Separated from any kind of love are they
Flowers of a different form

Like spilt ink
Spreading slowly o'er the ground
Reaching out in strangest ways
Gathering to itself
All that stands in its way
Like a darkling mist at night

Christopher Marlowe did the same
He another Elizabethan dramatist

Celebrate 450 years

kaleidescope of life.

Today we celebrate the Bard
450 years would be
Around his birthday comes again
Shakespeare the greatest poet of all

April 23 1564
In numerology adds up 2+5 = 7
He came to cooperate
Find freedom and know the mystic law

His poetry plays and sonnets
Depict so much of his life
His knowing
His understanding of mankind
Just as I do

All Humankind

All...

He wrote of all
Good and bad
Dark and light
His message to mankind

Experience all there is t
Through words and actions
He laid them out as plain can be
Just as I do

The Queen would often to the Globe
Accompanied by her courtiers
To watch the players on the stage
Perform their parts
Bring awareness of the souls of man
The darkness and the light
That which crawls
That walks upright
Who laughs
Who weeps
Argues or likes
These all part of humankind

Not Pointing at anyone

Each becoming All...

Again I write words that come through
To be placed upon the page
For everyone to read
Perhaps find themselves displayed
I often do

That is the way we grow as humankind
Seeing our faults blessings as one
No pointing fingers not at all
Acknowledging that we are
Part of a kaleidescope of colours shapes galore
Fitting into each and every form
As through journey of life we take

and so it is.....

Mad Dash into Merry Olde Engeland...and all that Ding Dongs....

This you will find most convoluted but then madness stalks our land so why not join that merrie group.  From Elizabeth 1 to those of you who aspire to be at the top of the ladder of fame...good luck...needed it will be....

The Power of One

on map of engleland stands

Pitter patter went tiny feet
Those that on a kingdom stand
She a Queen of England
Elizabeth the First

Stood there directing all
With queenly power
As Gloriana she was known
Second woman crowned as Queen
In Engeland....

They tried to influence her rule
Bring about her demise
But she with Tudor power and grace
Would not allow dictate of men
To influence her knowledge wise

Words glorious Words

Shakespeare...

Shakespeare himself was there
At Globe he played an actor too
But words glorious words
The best thing he could ever do

Play upon play he did proscribe
On subjects covering heaven and hell
And everything inbetween
Just as I do so well

At night he scribbled endlessly
Black ink his fingers stained
When morn's first light his window struck
Crumbled papers on floor lay

The Misery of Men

queene of engeland

Where are you going to my pretty maid
Cross field and forest we see you there
In different garbs you change your way
Power of women again in play

Queen or scullery maid
Matters not
Whom you are lies deep within
For only you can birth
A line of kings or some such thing

Men have their say in every way
But inside the fear is always near
Their bloodline end it could
Then all they worked and fought for too
As men are supposed to do
Gone like drops of rain upon glass pane
Disappeared out of view

Convoluted

ring a ding ding...

Another happy scrappy piece
To entertain you well
Put rings on your fingers
On your toes bells

Ring a dong ding
Here songsters sing
Celebrating
Rite of Spring

A lovely way to go indeed
As through your life of mediocrity
You wend your way
Fast cars fast food will do it not

You gaze up into the sky
Waiting to gain a place up high
Pecking order you will find
To make it to the front of line
Takes more much more
To succeed
Intention will get you there
Commitment another way

Choose wisely.....advice I give

and so it is

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A Journey Sublime beyond Words...Beyond Mind....Into Inner Reaches Go

Teachings

beautiful place

Deep within came imagery
For Her it was to see
Shared then into the world
In ways to be gleaned

Lifetimes spent
At Master's feet
Learning with others
Through schools of mystery

Mystical Teachings

beautiful being

Magnificent forces of spirituality
Simple in their purity
Opening dimensions of Sound and Light
So soul return-ed home could be

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v2qOllkxwiw&feature=em-subs_digest

Set forth in words with inner meaning
As mystical teachings have always been
Treasured in hearts of those who know
Joy filled is their knowing

Perfect Timing

world of beauty

Now time had arrived
Her work to do
In poetry and other forms
Sharing Teachings of the Loving Heart
To those who would read
Yet far beyond the words
There came an energy
None could see

Lifting consciousness
Breaking barriers of disbelief
Anger fear and jealousy
Expressions of negativity
Heavy on the land they lay

New Age

delicate tracery

Change comes slowly
People learn
All One in Spirit we are
Walking hand in hand

Bringing peace and harmony
Into the New Age just begun
The Golden Age called by some
When love and laughter peace and joy
Understanding order of the day
God's Will to all men

This She knew

and so it is.....

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