Ode to beautiful sun orchids

Salmon Sun Orchids (Thelymitra rubra).

ODE TO BEAUTIFUL SUN ORCHIDS

Gently swaying in the breeze,

Your faces follow the warm sunlight.

With bright pink sparkled sepals you please,

You are a magnificent sight!

You are a feast to my eyes that you feed,

And, you fill my heart with wondrous delight.

Your simplicity and fragility are rare indeed,

And, to care and protect you is absolutely right!

Thank you sweet orchids for your beauty and ease,

You are certainly a pleasure, it is your birthright…

© 2017 Bridget Cameron

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Into the Night

Into the Night

As darkening peachy clouds mourn their day’s goodbye,

and Venus our ‘evening star’ shines her light into the Sky,

as the slowly rising moon bathes us in soft luminescence, we sigh,

and watch her move slowly, way, way, up high,

as we surrender silently to the day that has passed us by,

and go boldly into the night, aye!

© 2017 Bridget Cameron

A walk in the moon light

I’ve been creating lots of meditation music lately. Here’s my latest piece, A walk in the moon light. I hope you enjoy the video too! 🙂

Guardian of the night,
Awakener of inner sight,
Shine your light into my soul,
Fill me and make me whole.

© Bridget Cameron

Hover Fly Magic

Hoverfly (Eupeodes corolae) drinks nectar from Tangelo flower.

Hoverfly (Eupeodes corolae) drinks nectar from Tangelo flower.

Hover Fly magic

Hoverfly, hoverfly, what do you taste?
You taste sweet nectar from the tangelo tree.
Drink it up, lap it up, gorge on it if you must,
And eat all the pollen before it turns to dust.
Your little adventure may be a feast to you,
Yet without it, they’d be no future for the tangelo tree or you.

©  Bridget Cameron

Cerise-Pink Rose of Beauty’s Embrace

cerise pink rose by Bridget Cameron

 

Harriet River Sunset Repose

Harriet River, Vivonne Bay, Kangaroo Island.

Harriet River, Vivonne Bay, Kangaroo Island.

 

Sun’s twilight reflections,

cast spells and inflections,

deep within meditations stare….

© 2015 Bridget Cameron

The Christmas Budgie

Here’s a little Christmas poem and picture I created for children. Please share it! I also wish you a Merry Christmas and a Happy 2015 New Year!

The xmas budgie by Bridget Cameron

The Christmas Budgie

I have a budgie, whose name is Zoom,
He likes to fly around my living room.

Last Christmas Eve when I wasn’t looking,
He found my Christmas stocking.

He bit a hole, right through the sole,
Then, popped his head right out that hole.

Delighted with his Christmas gown,
Zoom bobbed happily up and down.

He looked so proud, full of Christmas cheer,
It even brought me a Christmas tear.

Then, he started whistling Jingle Bells,
Singing wholeheartedly like Peals.

All on Christmas Eve, Upon my Christmas Reeve.

 ©  Bridget Cameron

IGNITION

ignited fairy sprites in green macro by Bridget Cameron sme

Star Light, Star Light,

Bring us Magic tonight…

© 2014 Bridget Cameron

GOLDEN TREE

Meandering into the inner structure of a tree…

Golden Tree by Bridget Cameron.

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Earth Horizon

This is a new painting I did to go with my poem,

At night, when the sea cradles the womb of the land.

Earth Horizon

 At night, when the sea cradles the womb of the land,
rippling liquid rainbows upon the sand,
I lie back on the dunes and look up at the moon,
moving from horizon to its zenith all too soon.
I hear the hush of the sea, its murmurs and swells,
and hear its rumbling, moving waves crashing like bells.
I feel the earth pulsing beneath me,
I feel the sea moving within me,
As I watch the stars above twinkle,
in a space-time distorted wrinkle,
Upon our Galactic home, Earth,
She is our hearth!

© 2014 Bridget Cameron

Shimmer Unicorn

A little poem for the magician within all of us!

Shimmer Unicorn

Shimmer Shimmer Unicorn,
runs through the snow,
through mountains and over hills,
with her horn aglow.

Chasing lots of rainbows,
she reaps what she sows.
In her dreams,
she often sees,
the future that will grow.

©  Bridget Cameron

Sunset Sea

Sunset Sea

The evening sunset glistens upon the sea,
in orange, red, yellow and copper, for all to see.
Such beauty and majesty brings me to be,
in tune to the rise and fall of rhythmic glee.

© 2014 Bridget Cameron

GARDEN OF THE SEA

GARDEN OF THE SEA

Come on down, to the garden,
the garden of the sea.

Where coral life breathes,
just like leaves.

With colours of abundance,
that we should not make redundant.

Rich purples, pinks, yellows,oranges and lime,
let’s not let it turn to slime.

Where angel fish, lion fish, damsel fish do,
shark, cetacean,shell and worm make a home,too.

Where crystal clear reflections, refract in rainbow hues,
let’s do our part to keep it clean, now let’s take our cue.

© 2013 Bridget Cameron

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AT NIGHT, WHEN THE SEA CRADLES THE WOMB OF THE LAND

night set sea by Bridget Cameron

At night, when the sea cradles the womb of the land,
rippling liquid rainbows upon the sand,
I lie back on the dunes and look up at the moon,
moving from horizon to its zenith all too soon.
I hear the hush of the sea, its murmurs and swells,
and hear its rumbling, moving waves crashing like bells.
I feel the earth pulsing beneath me,
I feel the sea moving within me,
As I watch the stars above twinkle,
in a space-time distorted wrinkle,
Upon our Galactic home, Earth,
She is our hearth!

© 2014 Bridget Cameron

UNIVERSAL CREATIVITY

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In the synthesis of the moment,
In a symbiotic attunement,

Consciousness becomes aware of creation,
Sublimation and ideation.
Bursting forth its inspiration,
Delivering fruits of the imagination,
Whole in its acted manifestation.

Recreation in the moment,
in a symbiotic attunement.

© 2014 Bridget Cameron

SEA DANCE

SEA DANCE

TASTING FLIGHT

“Once you have tasted flight, you will forever walk the earth with your eyes turned skyward, for there you have been, and there you will always long to return.”
Leonardo da Vinci

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photo © Valentyn Volkov Volkov

Learning to fly, said the fly to the toad,

is an awfully easy thing to do.

Just think of where you want to go,

then flap real hard and you will surely go.

“That’s ok, if you have wings” said the toad with a moan.

The fly just smiled and said,

“Let your eyes look up and do the talking,

and then you will be walking,

straight to where you want to be.”

“But, I’m hungry now!” said the toad to the fly,

“and you will surely die!”

With a flick of his tongue,

as quick as a gun,

he licked that fly right out of the air.

Then swallowed real hard, that really wasn’t fair,

to poor old fly that could no longer fly.

The toad burped out loud and let out a sigh

then pronounced, “I guess it was your time to die.”

And in the darkness, the fly said one last goodbye,

before being absorbed by toad’s gastric juices,

no doubt a loser, or so it would seem.

For within a moment the fly found himself in a dream.

Lifted up from out of his pulped body,

  he ascended real high up into the light,

it was such a glorious sight,

oh what a flight!

He was not dead, no need to dread,

for life existed beyond the song,

and there he joined other souls’ along,

the very long road that pulsed with elephant, human and pine,

all singing fine,

to the heart of universal life.

 

© 2013 Bridget Cameron

Here at the Seashore

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Here at the seashore

Boy and sunlit ripples play

On this fair Spring day.

©  Bridget Cameron

TICKLE ME RED

TICKLE ME RED

Tickle me Red,
when I’m in bed.

This is one stanza of a nursery rhyme I created called, Tickle me Pink. This cuddly and tickly children’s picture book is rhyming and introduces colour.

Lion Heart

LION HEART

When you feel the world upon your shoulders, and you feel you’re falling apart,

dig deep down within, and grab your lion’s heart.

When you’ve given it all you’ve got, and it’s still not enough,

dig deep down within, and grab you’re lion’s ruff.

When you’ve run out of resources, and life appears empty,

dig deep down within and your lion will give you plenty.

When there’s nothing at all inspiring, and you’ve hit a brick wall,

dig deep down within, ‘cause your lion won’t fall.

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When life has treated you unfairly, and you cannot forgive,

dig deep down within, and make your lion friend live.

If at first you don’t succeed, don’t fear, the lion will come,

then grab on tight to his mane, and you’ll find it can be done.

For the lion is not scary, he’s your friend, not your foe.

And, if you have any doubts, just let your lion show.

For deep within our hearts, we have a lion’s strength,

so do yourself a favour, just grab your lion’s heart!

©  Bridget Cameron