Category Archives: Prose

Another Game: Saturday

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ADO #2 Free Verse

No words,

Just day to day

Kindnesses.

Ticking clock,

Saturday dreams,

What forever means.

A kiss,

Just heart to heart

Promises.

Morning alarm,

Yesterday dreams,

What forever means.

AEW


ADO Haiku #1

Twilight blue June sky.

No Stars or Moon to guide me;

But my soul is on course.

AEW


Haiku: Green Fairy

Letting myself go;

Green bliss & forget-me-nots.

Absinthe is my Spring.

–AEW


The Higher Dimensional Chakras

Entering a light.

Dimensions of Light

The Higher Chakras are one of the important minor chakras in the human energy system and relates to a greater connection with all levels and dimensions of the universe beyond the 3rd dimension.

About the Higher Chakras

In order to open the fourth-dimensional chakras we must have passed the fourth initiation.  This, for most of us, is like a crucifixion or experiencing the “dark night of the soul”.  It will be a very challenging time and will test you to the limits, enabling you to move into the fourth dimension.

The fifth, sixth and seventh initiations are easier.  It is a process of purification and more purification, of filling yourself with light and then offering yourself in service to humankind – or whatever your particular path is.

Healing related to the Higher Chakras

  • Greater connection to Highest Divine Guidance and Higher Self.
  • Connecting with other planes of existence.

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Haiku: February

The grey of the day

Embraces magic moment.

Winds howl in my heart.

By AEW


The Lightness of Being Me

Oh I was binary,

In orbit,

Slave to a celestial joy

caught up in once-upon-time,

Text lies, pizza boxes & corsets.

Knocked out by a quasar,

Sobering sense at cocktail hour,

I heard the Word that made me whole;

The Big Bang of truth in a forgotten date.

Set me free.

A.E. Wallace


Soul Stars: a haiku

Soul words without words,

Singing sloe gin sweetly sing!

Stars come out tonight.


Madness Beats 

My madness beats

Your conventional tune.

My madness beats

Your house-proud broom.

My madness beats

“I’ll see you soon.”

My madness beats

Your promise under the liar’s moon.

Because my madness beats.

—By A.E. Wallace 


Haiku: Integrity 

Clouds crawl across sky,

Willow whips in wilful woe;

But I just stand still.
— by A.E. Wallace 


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