Ginny Gaura

Contemporary Abstract Art

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The following selected poems are from a collection of poems entitled  "Poems in the Time of Coronavirus"

I Sing of Myself

I sing of myself 
And also of you
For throughout it all
We need eachother

You stand atop your mountain
     I am waving to you 
          from the valley below

Can you see me?

©2020 Ginny Gaura

Cocooning

Mountain or valley, 
it doesn’t matter where you are

All of us
Encounter
          ups
                  and
                           downs

Here we are
in this time of 
          social       distancing

Going within

Cocooning        like butterflies

©2020 Ginny Gaura

 

Isolation

In our period of isolation

We are gifted this:
A time to remember
Our souls

In our solitude,
We can envision
A renewed world 

Of harmony and balance
Where love 
Is currency


©2020 Ginny Gaura

 

Soul Battle

A battle wages
for our souls
Our Darkness
                Against
                       Our Light

Our light is not the belief in something beyond
              It is seeing 
              the light within ourselves

So we may see it reflected in another

©2020 Ginny Gaura

Ego

A barrage of arrows
Words phrases names
Wrought with ill intent

Warrior of self
Fighting self
Mirrored in others

Lives with pain
Fights with pain
Harms with pain

Why do you need it
What purpose does it serve
Hatred violence discord

Why not create
A world of meaning
Love peace harmony

Warrior of self
Surrender your bow
To the love within

©2023 Ginny Gaura

When I Ascend

When I 

                  D

              N

           E 

       C

    S

A

Mission renewed, repurposed, re-
Remembered
An influx on energies from
Other places not dotted on maps
Constellations and planetary alignments signal
New awareness of previous future incarnations
As they converge into this flesh, this cartilage, these bones
And the I that is sitting here 
Is not 
Just

the I that is sitting here
But momentarily aligning with the other souls 
In this place

To be
To create
To find the others
To connect

I can hear their soul sound when I tune in
Knowing that in the next moment,
I will forget
Their names
Their faces

The past gone
Like a whisper

©2023 Ginny Gaura

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The following selected poems are published in Ginny Gaura's poetry book, "Fever and Forgotten Wings"

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Truth
Sometimes it’s so loud
you can’t hear it.
Sometimes it’s so soft
it makes the heavens stand still. 


©2012 Ginny Gaura

 
The Artist's Sky
A crowded kindergarten room
filled with trucks and dolls.
It is Play Time,
the hour past Coloring Time
and right before Nap Time.
The crayons and papers
have long been put away. 
The smiling people,
stick trees, puffy clouds and corner suns,
all finished and forgotten,
except by the girl with the blue crayon.
Her friend pleads her to come
play with Barbie, 
but the young artist says,
“The sky’s not done.”
“Color just the clouds
like everyone else,”
her friend replies.
But the artist continues drawing,
moving the stubby crayon back and forth
across the expanse
until the entire background
is filled in.
 
©2012 Ginny Gaura


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The following poem  is published in Ginny Gaura's poetry book, "Fragments of Existence"


Dawn of Wisdom

A furrowed brow had he, and a pitcher of water.
He offered me a cup and then I saw him
as he always was, timeless and free.
Memories of what was and what will be
floated in the air, most but snatches of the whole.

The night surrounded us and I felt
comforted in its dark appeal.
And dark I was as I blended into the night,
forever innocent and boundless.

He put his hands on my shoulders
stared into mine eyes with that untraceable look,
and for a brief moment I perceived
what the heavens kept from us,
what we kept from ourselves.

In that instant a world shaped before mine eyes...
What I saw, I created beyond thought and recognition
of this time or any other.
What I saw, beyond tears and laughter,
beyond beginning and end, beyond the world
as we know it now.

Know it then, as I did, and I sat and listened
to his description of my vision.
So accurate was his, that I believed it real,
and by doing such, it was so.

I stood up and wailed long into the night,
the reception of which took place before mine eyes.
Others, like us, came forth, gathering in a circle.

I cried my vision onto the others as they nodded
and whispered in undisbelief.
We were gathered in a circle and it was time.
We were gathered in a circle and we knew.

Know we, the sun and the moon
the stars and all the names thereof.
Know we, the world I envisioned
and we traced my thoughts in completeness,
to touch reality.

The heavens were ours, for we belonged,
though we knew the time had come for others,
those who needed but were not onto ourselves.

"Let us take them onto ourselves," I said and
the others stared as if I shouted some misbegotten oath.
"Tis never been," said my friend beside, "but tis time
for something different, something unseen."
To which the circle was made, for two had received the notion
so the notion was accepted.

We gathered ourselves in perfect motion
and in our circle we created a place, a time, a form,
out of nothingness.
The earth, the forests and the seas grew as our visions grew.
The birds of the sky and the fish of the sea became as were.
The others that walk the earth became as we were.
To which we created forms onto ourselves,
the others whom we knew it was time to come.

We gathered in a circle and it was time.
We gathered in a circle and we knew.
When the circle is completed once again,
we will gather in a circle and this will be
time again as it was, as it always will be.
This, the Dawn of Wisdom.

©1993 Ginny Gaura

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