Hi, I'm Tina. aka Miss Bird.

And thank you BraveHeart for the idea. I never thought of starting a thread for poetry...

A Star's Journey

Looking around,
and finding the sky.
Nothing but deep, blackened calmness,
and beautiful stars passing by.

Reminding me,
of a message so clear.
That within each one of us,
shines a bright star, dear.

Each little star,
is a symbol of a whole.
Meaning a whole person,
most importantly a soul.

Each little soul,
travels through the sky.
Meeting each other,
as they pass by.

Which star is you?
which star is me?
When our two souls meet each other,
we will soon see.

So when you're out tonight,
looking in the sky.
Remember the bright souls,
they are your friends passing by.

BY TINA

Miss Bird Tina

You are a wonderfully gifted poet. The simplicity of this message makes it all the more poignant. I love this poem. I'm so glad you have started this thread.

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beautiful Tina...

put a copy of your braveheart poem and the one you submitted for 2009 muraski's pen here as well so we have your talent and your creative genious here in a display setting

then if anyone wants to see more of your work they can just access your poetry home thread

and i bet you have more hidden under the bed just waiting to be typed in hmmmmmmmm

Aw.. Thank you! You guys are so encouraging!

THE AWAKENING

Each caterpillar begins a new life,
knowing very little.
Spending the days to come,
trying to solve the riddle.

Who are we?
why are we here?
What's my purpose?
are all questions we hold near.

Near to our hearts,
until the day comes soon.
Where we make the transition,
and retreat into our cocoon.

In our time of change,
discovering things we choose not to cower.
Because we seek to know,
the divine power.

Some people deny,
some people fight.
Some people choose not to change,
and they take flight.

Rest assured,
that God will find them soon.
And help these people,
enter their cocoons.

It's called being enlightened,
but I think we should know.
That this is God's plan,
for He wants us to grow.

His plan is for everyone,
to learn, & to grow.
So that He may draw us closer,
and we may finally know.

Our questions are answered,
as we come out of our cocoon to fly.
This is the life that's meant for us,
we are God's butterflies.



By Tina

A BEAUTIFUL BRAVEHEART

A caterpillar sees her cocoon,
and with all of her heart.
Runs to enter it,
hoping to heal a BrokenHeart.

After awhile,
the transformation begins.
Dear miss BrokenHeart,
has started the healing within.

Shedding the pain,
the hurt, and the sorrow.
Becoming a healthy, beautiful soul,
like there ain't no tomorrow.

What once was a caterpillar,
looking for a new start.
Has become who we know today,
the beautiful BraveHeart.

As each butterfly,
has it's own place,
miss BraveHeart,
is right beside God in His holy grace.

What once was Broken,
is now healed.
Miss BraveHeart,
you're destiny is sealed.

So as this new butterfly,
discovers her new wings,
We will watch her take flight,
and discover new things.



BY TINA

One more for today... I couldn't stop giggling with this one!

An Angry Bee

Sitting in a truck,
with the windows rolled down.
A man and a woman,
came to shop around town.

Noticing the man,
the small bee flew.
It wasn't very small,
so the man knew.

The bee is mad,
he's buzzing around the man.
the man wants out of the truck,
just as fast as he can!

He jumps out,
swinging at the bee.
The bee is after him,
as mad as can be.

He swats the bee,
to make it fly away.
He jumps back in the truck,
now the bee's buzzing in his face.

He jumps back out,
right after him goes the bee.
The man jumps back in,
with the truck begins to flee.

The bee floats in the air,
as proud as can be.
says to itself,
"That'll teach him to mess with me!"



BY TINA

I liked your bee poem today Miss Bird - very good. It reminded me of my ex husband and ex boyfriend. It should tell you something about them.

I love the Bee picture ..it is like he is saying

hmmmmmmmmphhhh "How Ya Like Me Now Sucker "

perfect with wording of your poem

COOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL

The old poem - "In My World", was re-done. I didn't like the message that it was portraying. It was originally intended to notice all of the beauty that is around us. Somehow it became negative. So I deleted that post, and made some corrections. I am more happier with this poem..

The world as I see it

If I could show you,
the world as I see it.
I couldn't begin to describe,
the majestic beauty of it.

People walk among,
the nature of the earth.
They love to feel,
the true nature's worth.

I see water sprinklers,
watering a lawn.
I see a mother,
caring for her fawn.

I see little children,
playing hopscotch.
They laugh with delight,
as I sit and watch.

I see whales swimming along,
playfully splashing each other.
They're only thought,
is to love one another.

I see the sunrise,
in the early hours.
Feel the warmth of it's love,
this it truly empowers.

I see a forest far away,
with a gentle mist coming down.
Nature is taking a long drink,
there is rejoicing all around.

If I could show you,
the world as I see it.
from ocean to ocean,
it is stunning, I admit.



PHOTO BY TINA
(photo is of our Bud Miller Park)
POEM BY TINA

Bravo Tina! It is indeed a much better piece now. Very positive indeed.

When We Are Silent..

When we are silent,
we don't hear a word.
There are no loud voices,
that can be heard.

When all is still,
I hear Tibetan monks chanting.
When nothing is heard,
I hear puppies panting.

When my outer voice,
doesn't say a word.
That's when my inner voice,
can only be heard.

When we are silent,
I hear mist falling on trees.
When all is calm,
I hear the buzzing of bees.

When all is quiet,
our pain begins to unearth.
And we start to listen,
to the voices of Mother Earth.

We listen, and we care,
for the spirits around us.
We respect, and honour Earth,
for her gentle caress.

We love one another,
like we're supposed to.
Being gentle with every spirit,
is what we strive to do.

When we are silent,
there is no time.
Only to listen,
to the spirit of the Divine.

BY TINA