Drs. Rikki Keller: poetry

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For Alan...

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Yigaquu o sanyu adan vto
adadoligi nigohilvi n asquv
utloyasdi nihi...

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Alan…

 

the velvet evening skies are crying crystal tears…

I dream your Angelface, your smile, your precious eyes

and all of nature seems to breathe my mourning sighs

while I am waiting till your sacred star appears…

 

my little boy, my father-friend, my Love…

you left so suddenly for Heaven’s holy space

please, let me see where you are staying up above

and show me how I may still linger in your grace…?

 

I pray for everyone you’ve cherished here on earth

to sense the wonder of your being deep inside

to always hold your Spirit’s allembracing Worth

and be aware of You, our Guardian and our Guide…

 

you were a man of mystic tenderness and care…

your Golden Honesty has spread a sea of Light

my smallness feels it shall be with you everywhere

on hills of day, in peaceful vales at night…

 

oh…I’ll remember what you said before you died…

your voice is whispering your values through my mind

we’ll meet again within infinity…so wide

one blissful day, when I shall leave this world behind…

 

Najade

© Drs. Rikki Keller

Tuesday, 24 October 2006

 

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An Angel’s Kiss…

 

Oh…I do sense You in my spirit

like Zavija’s soothing midnightblush…

You hush my silent sobbing

with the Zephyr’s healing sighs

and in my eyes Your crystal Image

lays it’s Light…

 

white is the placid shiny Heavenshore

you play on with my inner little girl…

the mounting Moon above

our world of Love and Peace

asnowing beauty like

an everglowing pearl…

 

we share a million lucid Galaxies

in Harmony with Nature’s ageless Bliss…

oh…I do sense You in my spirit

like the Wonder of a Guardian Angel’s Kiss…

 

Najade

© Drs. Rikki Keller

Tuesday, 31 October 2006

 

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Tender Consolation…

 

and we are sailing on Aurora’s crimson nebulae…

mere mirrors of infinity adangling from

sheer threads around our flight…

beyond our smiles the velvet ocean of the night…

 

and see…ahead of us time’s aqua-tinted

deltas and lagoons abide our floating little souls

with all their silent grace and everglowing Light…

 

we’re holding hands while we are dancing

twixt a host of constellations

sowing poetry along the Galaxy…

and on the wavelets of Andromeda

we whisper words of tenderness

to comfort those in worldly agony…

 

by Cassiopeia we gather golden sparklets

to enhance the earth’s most

hidden mountainsprings…

and on our caring willing wings

we’re bringing down Zavaija’s

soothing silver rings…

 

and we are sailing on Aurora’s crimson nebulae…

to harvest sweet compassion up above

and heal humanity with Heaven’s Holy Love…

 

Najade

© Drs. Rikki Keller

Monday, 30 October 2006

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Osmosis of Emotions…

 

much like the evening breeze
is breathing over contemplative water

making love to silver cloudlets mirrored there…

 

and like phosphorescence of traces
might debouch into a promise…

a prognosis, lightly glowing, pure and fair…

such a dawning tender reference to Love…

this osmosis of emotions, mildly hidden

hind time’s veils, just to be lifted

by a gesture full of care…  
                                              
                              

much like the Fall divides its radiance

of brilliant nuances ‘cross the woods

of Nature’s grandness everywhere…

 

that is how artlessly we integrate

each other’s mystic images, right here

within our world of  trust and grace…                           

 

you are the Sheen ablessing soberness

with multiple significance, addressing

all your Beauty to our ways…

 

you paint my virgin figurations

in the colours of our renascenting youth…

while we are speaking without words

about the wonders of our dearest given Truth…


much like the evening breeze
is breathing over contemplative water

making love to silver cloudlets mirrored there…

we’re being chastened by the miracles we share…

 

Najade

© Drs. Rikki Keller

Wednesday, 11 October 2006

                                                                                             

 

l’esprit féminin

s’élève sur l’air du temps

éternellement…

 

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