The Oracle Speaks — Wake Up & Dance!

Wake Up & Dance!wake up good fools,wild women, dance!as angel candy cakeson velvet ocean’s breath,this smoke belly thing issoft, slow, sacred magicsail to morning blushof dark coffee floweringlisten to rhythmed self The Oracle Speaks through magnet poetry. This week I used the poet set. I love The Oracle’s message this week.  Things are looking up.

The Oracle Speaks — Green Ghost Go Away

green disease image link Green Ghost Go AwayNo one here but her;her universe perfumes.See peace awake.Porcelain voices sail sky:marbled man about to die.More thing than warm;angels embrace corduroy,but surround and bringold fat to secret whichonly prisoners remember.A hot melt will linger;fever always makes decay.Green ghost, go away. magnet poetry poet set Green DiseaseG-R-E-E-DG-R-E-E-DG-R-E-E-DIt’s a disease…

The Oracle Speaks — Heaves

Heaves Mistly men scream. Thousands sleepfrom life, neverrecall red rainsprays eat sky. You watch throughmean purple lightraw, sweating shadowsuits with whys. Some must meatnot sing, mad in fiddle drive,smelly, ugly heaves. The Oracle speaks through magnet poetry.

The Oracle Speaks: Through Intuition See

The Oracle Speaks:Through Intuition See Warm season withererfrosting every dawn;used up blue winter. Through intuition seelight murmur life;the sweet summer rose. Blossom between then,vivid, verdant thing;thrive, feel, breathe. Bonus message: happy squirrel spiritwild poetrywind in treedo spring The Oracle Speaks through magnetic poetry, this time the poet set. Follow the link to find your message…

The Oracle Speaks — About Ache

About AcheSymphony skin, honey dream,rock crushing diamond driveis in me, boiling beneathdelirious fiddle music;but shadow has shot throughmeanly with never, itssleepy, lazy chants coollust in blue blows. It’s been awhile since consulting The Oracle. Magnetic Poetry Original Set

The Oracle Speaks — Ask a rock why

Ask a rock why. When will they be, forest-haired, singing some stormly sky to lathered light? Diamond-breasted dreamers lust after summer shadow. Sad moon honey crushes ache together, bitter, smelly eggs. Red rain, please recall garden petal dresses, sweet roses moaning with their bare fiddle symphony. Bonus message: play goddess, shine show no ugly rust….

The Oracle Speaks — Be Home Soon

Come Soon Dark poetry grows full,a frost over everything;clouds some say thrivelike blue in winter prairie,no verdant song out there. Come soon, quiet springafter cold dusk cover,breathe with warm murmura sacred dawn. Bonus message: by seed & raina happy gardenof color The Oracle Speaks through magnet poetry.