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Author Archives: Cami*Star
Sep15
Why Write?
I write to escape reality
Or does reality nudge me to write?
I write to transform emotions into poems
Or do poetic vibes transform me into emotions?
I write to make sense of it all
Or does sense make me write?
I write to be one with the vibes
No “or”, I just do….
-camistar.com
Aug1
Not Writing…..
Aug1
Love. Live. Fully.
Jun13
Beauty is Zenith
May11
Everyday Mother
Every one has a mother. She could be biological or mythological. She could a Tia or Tio. Mothers are in crevices, shelves and dirty alley’s. They are watching, talking and looking out for you.
A mother is one who loves unconditionally, fearless, a super human. She sucks in your pain for your happiness. She will exchange your pain for your freedom.
You could have been left on a doorstep, but a mother picked you up. You could have fallen to the point of no return, but a mother picked you up.
She is your mentor, teacher, nurse, doctor, neighbor, grandmother. She is not just your soul, but she is your essence.
Thank her, he or shim for that one mother figure who has mended your jeans, she has soothed your heart and she has given you the last bite.
Mothers day is everyday. Every second your heart beats, she is there. She, he or shim is your lifeline. Your guardian angel.
Happy Mothers day to all the beautiful women who have sacrificed their baby skin for stretch marks,
Happy Mothers day to the women who have endured unjustifiable pain to bring you into our universe,
Happy Mothers day to the men and women who do it alone! Who wake up at dawn only to hear whines and complaints,
Happy Mothers Day ❤
-Cami*Star 2019
Apr22
Sleepy Life
Sleep is
beauty of pain,
Easing pain
Lights out
Sleep is
comfort,
Peaceful dreams
Subsidy of all
Sleep is
Rejuvination,
Breath it out
Suck it in
Yearning of grim,
Blank skies
Star lights
Fuel of soul
Diminished barrows
of dust
Everlasting waters
Drenched
and she sleeps…..
® Cami*Star
Apr21
Easter Meanings….
Today is Easter, which has different meanings depending on your culture and belief systems.
A popular version of the meaning of “Easter” is from Christianity. It is the belief that Jesus Christ has resurrected from death. His resurrection is a symbol of eternal life that is given to all who believe in him.
But, Easter did not necessarily begin with Jesus. It actually began as a Pagan celebration of the of “Eostara”, the Goddess of rebirth. Pagan followers would have a “Feast of Eostara”, which celebrated the resurrection and rebirth of Mother Earth.
Today, in the 21st Century, the most popular version of Easter is Easter Eggs, the Easter Bunny, Easter Baskets and food with family. Some attend church if Christian and others celebrate life.
If you look at history and the actual definition of Easter, it is the celebration of life! It is a celebration of rebirth. What happened to Jesus? He came back to life, rebirth! Pagan’s celebrated the Goddess of rebirth! Easter Eggs is a symbol of rebirth!
Regardless of your beliefs, sit in peace with yourself and rebuild yourself to your highest. Spring is a time of rebirth of flowers and plants. It is a beautiful time where not only Mother Earth comes back to life, but so can you!
@camistar.com
Apr21
Lies of a snake
Are lies your new foundation?
a base filled with cracks,
Do you hide behind crystallized
thoughts of your afflictions?
How do you live with inner
thoughts of deception?
A life of ungathered weeds
continuously growing.
Gray shadows linger over
your soul, eating you up
as if your a growing herb
in the garden of Eden.
Refraining from releasing
your snake from your dried
out grass, keep it up and you’ll
be left to wither in the heated sky…..
@camistar.com
Mar31
Sleepless Nights…
In the midst of sleepless nights, what is one to do?
Uncomfortably sprawled attempting a meditative breath,
Not a sound in the world as rejuvenating takes place, yet you lay nocturnally,
Am I a half breed of a night owl?
Lightless nights energize my soul, curious thoughts, creative wonders in my mind,
Listless nights as if the only soul alive,
Oddly, I welcome your wanning moon,
Dulled beauty awaits as if I’m to hunt my prey, yet rejuvenation must take precedent,
In the midst of sleepless nights, what is one to do?
