


You Came Here To Dance
Life says, You came here to Dance,
to Dance in groups or with a partner
or changing partners or even
to Dance alone…
Life is a Harmony of rhythms
all happening simultaneously
moving fast and moving slow
here and everywhere in all directions…
We move in and out of the physical flow-
Seen and Unseen, we come and go…
Sometimes we lose our Balance
learning to Master our own Steps-
Life’s Beloved Children,
we’re learning, remembering our Steps…
Life sees and gently guides us
to think for ourselves, to choose
how we feel, E-motions responding
to collective rhythms or creating
rhythms all on our own…
Our Souls came here to Dance…
Before we’re born, we choose
‘Where’ in the Cosmos we wish to Dance-
God’s Free Will Gift to our Souls.
Love and Growth move us ever
to Places, to Cultures, to People
Dancing in Harmonizing Rhythms-
Souls’ Agendas moving Together…
We Dance in Harmony Together
even ‘off Balance’ sometimes-
choosing, ‘rechoosing’ our Steps…
Some move through Life Solitary
Dancing Individuality through Life.
Some move Together As One
in Disciplined Harmony,
Rhythmically Rippling and Merging
their Individuality…
Over the Movements of many Dances,
many Lifetimes, many Timelines,
Souls experience many Steps
in the Wonder and Beauty and Glories
of Unity in Diversity, Diversity in Unity,
the Divine Energy of Life’s Dance…
We all came here to Dance…
(March 6, 2023-Shelley Audrey Wilson-Victoria, BC)
Playing With Sticks
I’m old in years, young at heart,
still a child entertaining myself,
randomly moving Thoughts about-
playing happily with sticks
in the playground of my mind-
sticks like ‘Crafts for a Practical Purpose’,
‘Arts for Aesthetic Pleasures’,
‘Art for Art’s Sake alone’…
Sometimes Definition-Descriptions
seem to overlap, lines get blurry-
a weaving to hang on a wall,
a painting to complement a couch,
a chair never meant to sit on,
a clay pot to admire, not to use,
a song to advertise products to sell,
a drum roll to start a revolution,
a book of writings to pay the rent,
an arrangement of flowers celebrating occasion,
a sculpture to support some weighty books…
When does Fine Art serve Practical Purpose?
Why does Fine Art hold higher Status?
What gives it Value…Provenance-
the record and status of Owners,
the Creator’s location, associations,
personal history, educational foundations,
the Creators artsy story,
their cultural-national identity,
technical skills and accuracy,
originality of style, composition,
trending themes, power to please,
the placement and jargon of Display?
When does Craft become Fine Art too?
We seek and make many kinds of Crafts
judging usefulness, quality, design-
both Functions and Aesthetics of Design.
We deem several Arts Fine-
Human Creative Expressions
that we hold in high esteem
but then judge much what is or isn’t ‘fine’
depending on tastes, yours and mine.
Opinions vary, people invest money,
Subjective-Objective Decisions of Value,
buying or selling, commodity trading,
marketing Creations and Creators-
those still living or profitably dead,
compounding praise and short or long term gains.
Often, Arts and Crafts become Competitions
of Winners and Losers, Victories and Defeats,
a myriad Creative Expressions Valued or Not.
Some people make and buy them just for Fun,
some to be in the presence of Beauty
in whatever form it takes.
Some people thrive on, invest in Ugliness,
a Subjective-Objective Opinion, a Statement
of how they feel and see Life around them,
the makers, the sellers, the buyers-
a Declaration of who they choose to be
in the presence of Ugliness, a Dissonance.
Arts often express and stir Imaginations.
Crafts often inspire, evoke Imagination too.
Both stretch Education beyond mere Knowledge,
beyond Rigid Data of Information
by Sprinkling Stardust on Numbers and Words,
Symbols, Sounds, Physical Actions
merging the Mundane into the Sublime.
Creative Processes enrich Cultures.
Will we let Machines create Everything-
making us the Robots, the Working Consumers
increasingly working for the Machines?
I wonder about such things
while playing with sticks in my mind.
March 8, 2023
Shelley Audrey Wilson
Victoria, BC
Celebrating Women
In Respect and Praise of Women,
we celebrate around the World,
Women for Women, Men for Women too-
Men enlightened by the Spirit of Love-
true and genuine, ringing true.
Women dress themselves in Colours,
many Colours- bright or subtle Hue-
Bodies and Auras, Minds and Hearts
like the shades and tints of Blue-
calming, comforting, resilient too.
The Divine Feminine is Ever Present
in this Realm our Souls are passing through,
ever creating and evolving Life being
and becoming, Celebrating Life as we do.
(for March 8th on the Global Calendar)
March 3, 2023
Shelley Audrey Wilson
Victoria, BC
This red themed layout of my photos has pics of some of my family and myself. Beside the poinsettia is my deceased beloved Mother, Dixie.To the right is my darling daughter, Alissa, at graduation. Below left is my sweet sister, Bev and cousin Lori in red. To the right is my sweet sister Bev now in red here and to her right is a woodland photo taken of me.
My next posts won’t upload so I may assume this free sight is Full. If you wish, I have a new site as FlowerpoetShelley now residing at flowerpoetshelley.wordpress.com
The Whys Surprise
I seem to be developing
a Cultural Case of ‘The Whys’
that comes to me as a Surprise.
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Why did Men make up a Story
many people still believe,
a ‘Shame and Blame Story’,
the Tale of Adam and Eve-
Woman, the Seductive Temptress
(corrupted by an Evil Snake)
so willingly and able to lead
astray, to disobey, to deceive
Man, the ‘Fallen Innocent’,
the ‘Victim’ who must pay-
cast out from Paradise,
the Son who ‘lost his way’
because Woman ‘disobeys’-
a ‘Cautionary Tale’
told to so many Children
through the Ages and Today???
(The message here of course-
Do Not Dare To Disobey!)
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Why did Men conceive their God
as Male with ‘Body Parts’ like them,
punishing and condemning,
a commanding Father-Figure,
a Fearsome Final-Authority
(often Imagined with a Beard)
they’d best Worship and Obey,
denying Females any rights
or they’ll lead all Men astray???
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Why must Women hide their hair,
hide their bodies, hide their faces,
hide their intelligence and abilities,
(Disobedience demand ‘penalties’
harsh and cruel, some Cultures say.)
only serving Men to please
still Today in many Cultures
claiming God demanding these
Gender Laws and Rules to please
Deity or is it Deities???
(It may depend on where you live.)
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Why are Women in some Cultures
painted, filmed, stripped nude
then judged indecent, even lewd,
an ‘Em-bar-rass-ment’ to Women,
(though some Women desire Women)
a ‘Sex-As-Dirty Tease’ for Men-
(though some Men desire Men)
Men believing they’re all Superior
from Stories told by other Men,
like God is Male with ‘Parts’ like them,
they’re ‘in His Image’ after all,
didn’t God talk to Mostly Men
in Scripture Stories, Tales for Men
and those Compliant Women
living well by pleasing Men???
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As in Science, we Advance
through our Courageous Questions
to help us Understand.
(Perhaps even become ‘The Wise’?)
Who has Intelligent Answers
to Beliefs we carry still
in World Views, in Laws that guide us,
in God-Beliefs we kill and die for
even faring into Space?
Respecting All, the Human Race,
maybe now we’ll discover
God is Ever, Only Love.
(God Bless Us All, Everyone.)
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February 23, 2023
Shelley Audrey Wilson
Victoria, Bc
Strangers
I don’t know your Soul’s agenda.
I don’t know the Path you take
co-creating and navigating
the life you have or wish to make.
I don’t know your life story,
what has brought you peace or worry,
what now gives your life meaning,
the values of your being.
I don’t know who you are
as a Stranger near or far
living the life you’re in,
your thoughts and feelings within.
Perhaps someday, somehow we’ll meet
greeting each other as a Friend,
sharing our thoughts with trust,
never because we must vent hate.
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Celestial beings and bodies, we gravitate,
we orbit, we move and resonate
with push and pull of forces
bringing us together, pulling apart.
Evolving to ‘Global Consciousness’, then
‘Citizens of the Universe’ so very
strange and beautiful and diverse, we’ll see
that ‘strange’ isn’t wrapped in fear
when true Love of Life grows here.
Even now, some live in higher Awareness,
Caring Connection, Spirit of Unity,
Voluntary Sharing, Global Community,
Re-Defined, Re-Divined Family-
inclusive, not exclusive,
expressing a higher form of Love
and Respect for Life far above
what most of Humanity sees now.
Most Humans have few Opportunities,
few Basic Necessities, food and shelter,
no indoor plumbing, electricity,
rights and freedoms, that we Humans
all could have if we’re All Willing,
not declaring “It can’t be done “
or “thank God” because Those Billions
don’t include you and me.
Have we made ourselves ‘Strangers’
to a God of Pure, Unconditional Love by
justifying selfishness, greed, indifference,
or acting out anger as violence (offence-defence)
‘claiming’ and ‘blaming’ an Angry God, even
a Fearsome, Vengeful, Violent God.
Are we even ‘Strangers’ to ourselves?
The Spirit of God is Love and our Spirit is too.
God Bless Us Everyone.
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February 23, 2023
Shelley Audrey Wilson
Victoria, BC
(photo taken by my daughter last year)
Future Car
I dream of my future Car,
(probably not in this lifetime)
a vehicle of futuristic design
fully equipped for flight,
perhaps like those that are
now hidden away from sight
until someone figures out how
to map highways in the sky.
My dream car is energy efficient
and sufficient for needs and wishes.
With it, I jet or travel slow
wherever I’m free to go.
It’s body is painted iridescent
and in the dark, it’s luminescent,
fitted with lights that clearly beam
signals to other cars that seem
like something out of dreams.
Front and back and sides,
my car has changeable lights
shining, sparkling white or gold
or even infrared for night.
I speak to my beautiful car,
perhaps I’ll call her Emily Carr,
an Artist, Nature-love driven,
and my car speaks back to me.
Do I want my Music, my GPS?
Of all the options to choose,
I won’t let my car drive me.
‘I’ll drive myself, thank you!’
Alas, my car’s just in my head.
Imagination fed, I’ll now stay
or drive the car outside my door,
a car I do hope will last,
my ‘golden chariot’ way long past
when it was new (like me).
Imagination makes me chuckle.
Buckle up and fly with me!
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February 22, 2023
Shelley Audrey Wilson
Victoria, BC
Every Artist Has
Every Artist has a Heart-Song
you can hear and feel and see,
a symmetrical or asymmetrical
rhythm and harmony creating
through their signature frequencies
identifiable, recognizable Art
resonating with others or not.
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Every Artist has a Heart-Song
with simple or complex themes
communicating their experiences,
their views, their loves, their dreams
through spectrums and scales
of light and sound and matter,
telling us who they are and wish to be.
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We all hear an Artist’s Heart-Song.
All our Senses help us to know
when an Artist is truly free
to go where their Heart takes them,
to fulfill their chosen destiny
amidst a world of distractions,
of needs and desires met or not.
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So many Artists craft their Arts
now in the present simultaneously-
now in the past of our history-
now in the future expressions-
manifesting creative energy,
all singing their own Heart-Songs
that work to shape world views.
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Artists can advance our evolution,
create change, even revolution
in Understandings of who we are,
revealing through their imagination
glimpses of who we might be
co-creating as one in harmony
yet different as we can be.
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Is it really any wonder
that any militant, dictatorial power
forces Artists to conform or cower
fearful of their own Heart-Songs
expressing their beauty creatively,
expressing their themes and dreams,
seen as threats to such Authority.
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When Political, Religious, Commercial-
national and global bodies-
groups of people, systems and entities
are confident, secure, of their positions,
they pose no threat, no danger
to any Artists and their Heart-Songs
expressing Life freely and joyously.
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February 22, 2023
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Shelley Audrey Wilson
Victoria, BC
Sea of Thoughts
I swim in a Sea of Thoughts,
many Thoughts by others,
many Thoughts all of my own.
I often tread on the Surface-
that Everyday Consciousness
weathered by Sunlight and Storm,
shared by or with others
Communicating the ‘norm’
in clearly Calm or Troubled Sea.
Sometimes I avoid ugly Pollution
moved by Emotions that I see
as Tidal Waves of Confusion,
Waves of Conflict and Misery,
high Waves on a Sea of Thoughts.
Sometimes I just float Free
resting in Peace and Serenity.
Sometimes I choose to dive Deep
into Thoughts by others mixed
with Thoughts all my own
down into the Deeper Unknown
or Deep Thoughts already Known-
Thoughts others Explore as well.
Within the Deep and Deeper
exists a World of Strange Beauty
where glimpses of Thought-forms
dwell adept to thrive under Pressure-
ones creating their own Inner Light
or staying well-hidden out of sight
till stirred by Curious Delight.
Fascinated by this Strange Beauty
exciting Imagination through Wonder,
I let go my Fears through Love.
Sometimes I will even Wonder
if through Respect and Empathy,
I could swim in Alien Seas.
February 21, 2023
Shelley Audrey Wilson
Victoria, BC
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