Looking Back On The Year
Looking back on this year,
did you spread love and good cheer?
Did you help an old lady across the street,
did you give some food to the homeless,
something for them to eat?
Did you count your blessings
for they are more than one,
did you write a poem, paint a picture
and have some fun?
Did you dance and sing out loud?
Did you look at the full moon between the clouds?
Written By Christina Sunrise on December 12,2011
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Send Love Instead
Send love to a child who needs it most,
Celebrate the end of the day with a toast.
Give a homeless person food in a can,
Give a old lady a hand.
Look at the birds in the sky,
Wave to people instead of honk when passing by.
Pray for the planet once a day,
and all the peoplethat passed away.
Take a picture to save a memory,
or write a poem about you and me.
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God Expresses Though Us
Where do I end you begin?
God says we are all apart of him,
or is it her?
God is limitless so source could be a boy or girl.
God is the process and through us God expresses the material,
we are special, we are miracles.
We create who we will Be today.
will we be killers or Saints?
It’s all up to us what life we paint.
For free will was are birthright,
why should we have to have laws for human rights?
Written By Christina Sunrise on December 12,2011
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Who Put Your Third Eye On Your Forhead?
Who put the third eye on your forehead,
you ask yourself out loud,
Don’t you know it’s God/Goddess
whose not in the clouds.
They are here with you
right now.
Helping you connect with
Your divine,
Trying to get through to
You all the time.
Just be silent and you will see,
everything has an answer if
you let it be.
Written on Feb.7,2011 by Christina Sunrise
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Christina's Dance Fate
On the dance floor I'm notorious baby,
try to catch up with me,
I will be dancing to the beat and harmony,
of M.J. … O.K? ? ?
You will know my name,
For I dance my way to fame,
so don’t be lame,
get in the game,
as I move to the groove,
can you dance with me
and look smooth?
If, not I'll be on the move,
to another
potential dance mate.
For tomorrow I will have my
NAME on everyone's license plate,
which translates,
into fate…
CHRISTINA RULES
Now go 'Sing the BLuES.
For I dance my way to fame,
can you take the bait?
or will you switch it up
to something more great…
or are you going to
make me wait and anticipate-
maybe by then
it will be way tooo late,
so why hesitate? ? ?
The End…
Written by Christina Sunrise on Jan.9th
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Christina's Dance Fate
On the dance floor I'm notorious baby,
try to catch up with me,
I will be dancing to the beat and harmony,
of M.J. … O.K? ? ?
You will know my name,
For I dance my way to fame,
so don’t be lame,
get in the game,
as I move to the groove,
can you dance with me
and look smooth?
If, not I'll be on the move,
to another
potential dance mate.
For tomorrow I will have my
NAME on everyone's license plate,
which translates,
into fate…
CHRISTINA RULES
Now go 'Sing the BLuES.
For I dance my way to fame,
can you take the bait?
or will you switch it up
to something more great…
or are you going to
make me wait and anticipate-
maybe by then
it will be way tooo late,
so why hesitate? ? ?
The End…
Written by Christina Sunrise on Jan.9th 2011
Copyright 2011 Christina
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Highly Evolved Society
In a highly evolved society,
all work for the common good,
everyone shares it’s understood.
No crooked deals or lies of deceit,
every thing is out in the open, it has to be.
For in this Dimension all things are Known,
you can’t hurt another human and then go straight home.
Written by Christina Sunrise on December 1,2011
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Christina Sunrise
Christina means the follower of Christ,
I write poems admiring him and his life.
Now I believe we are all change agents,
I write poems that rant with tangents.
Born in the spring on April eighteenth,
I defend the underdog to the nine degree.
I even wrote a Peeve poem comparing
someone's actions to a dog's flea.
Being 4th generation Native American,
I dance to "Cherokee Nation Will Return" again and again.
Now I write poems to bring awareness and change,
to help people see another standpoint that's not the same.
The name Sunrise is Zaria in Slavic meaning Morning Star,
I write a poem to worship our Sun on Earth from a far.
I just used to live on the street named Sunrise,
middle name Christina names came together just fine.
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Intelligent Stupidity?
'Intelligent Stupidty' are we not?
weapons we make to kill with one shot?
Intelligent Stupidity is when technology
is not up with our spirituality.
You can be as intelligent as you want,
but what good is it if it destroys what you got?
Written By Christina Sunrise on December 13,2011
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Hummingbird Hotel
There one was a Hummingbird hotel,
in Lake Worth I remember it well.
For it has stories to be told,
one is about Al Capone.
He stayed with his gang,
on one of the floors,
betting on a team
that would have
a top score.
Betting on a boxing match
that was played in Chicago,
little did anyone literally know.
Many years later I would arrive,
paint on the sidewalk
just outside,
I was happy
and filled with pride.
I was a rogue artist
that did not give up,
even when they said there
was no more spots.
Now this year the
Hummingbird hotel is closed,
still many stories need to be told,
Thank you Winston
for sharing what you know,
and letting be in the Street Painting show.
Written by Christina Sunrise on Feb.21,2011
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No Laws In Highly Evolved Society
There are no politicians in a society that is highly evolved,
everyone is conscious of each other so there are no laws.
In God’s world there are no 10 commandments which human Beings make,
we took are our physical experience of the world and wrote it on a rock plate.
There are no right or wrongs, for your killer might be your Saint,
but you would have to know what the soul who moved on tried to paint.
So judge no person, situation, event or thing,
just look at it as is and the best for the Being.
Written By Christina Sunrise on December 18,2011
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Gypsy Lady Spell
Laughing and giggling in the back,
you hear a bird go yack, yack, and yack.
More is said then meets the eye,
you have to figure out, how and why.
Yes, it is the Gypsy Lady who has
cast a spell on you,
you go to her for answers and how to break through.
Incense smoke fills the air,
you sit on a comfy antique chair.
Gypsy lady sits down with a colorful full deck,
you think to yourself- what the heck?
Cards are drawn, laid out neatly in a row,
she gives you prophecies you want to know.
You are happy, then you are sad,
you don’t know if the reading is built on quick sand.
Then you have more questions to ask,
you know that is the Gypsy’s lady’s allure
and you know you will be back.
Written By Christina Sunrise on November 25,2011
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I Write A Poem Everyday
I Write a poem everyday,
to keep the cobwebs away.
Like a spider who lost it's leg,
I must write or I will regret.
For I can not remember
everything,
even if I google it or
go to bing.
By Christina Sunrise on March 23,2011
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If Jesus Came Back
If Jesus came back,
Would we be ready for him?
Would we even recognize him?
Would we even listen to him?
Would we learn from him?
Would we admire him?
Would we emulate him?
Would we worship him?
Or would we kill him all over again?
These questions I ask you my friend,
for Jesus was here to teach us we are all One
We came together for expressing God who is in everything and everyone.
Simple is the message but we are starting to get it now,
maybe we won’t need preachers yelling and having a cow.
Written By Christina Sunrise on December 12,2011
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You Are The Way
Even if you don’t like your life,
it still goes on and you won’t die.
Jesus said “I am the way”
He is the “process” which is “God”
like “Us” is what he did say.
So you are raw “Energy” if you will,
constantly changing making God up ever still.
Remember consciousness never dies,
it goes on in other dimensions,
you couldn’t stop it if you tried.
Written By Christina Sunrise On December 25,2011
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Room Full Of Fools
ROOM FULL OF FOOLS
Your looking for love in a 'room full of fools',
4 are drunks, and 2 are cruel,
You know all of them are no good for you.
Only you are the fool
for you know you won’t find love,
You keep hoping and praying
things will change,
Only you are caught in the drama and
you're on Center stage.
You have to wake up because you are dreaming
do not repeat this nightmare again.
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Gypsy Lady
Gypsy Lady is all I heard,
she finally could cure him
so he took her word.
With the knowledge
from the seer who
scanned his body
by knowing the color
of his eyes,
Interesting tales
of his condition
did finally materialize.
Knowing what he was
up against & now
he had a chance,
one day he would
be able to walk & dance.
Now he knows
Gypsy Lady
is totally sincere.
With the help of his diet
with berries and no beer,
She can truly help him
finally get off his rear.
Written on Feb.1,2011 by Christina Sunrise
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We Are Just Passing By
We are just passing by,
like a blink of an eye.
Like a paragraph to
be read,
like Wayne Dyer said.
Yes, all is recorded on
the other side,
You can’t run,
You can’t hide.
Don’t worry all
is good,
you came her
to give meaning
to life and be understood.
Written on April 11,2011 by Christina Sunrise
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Vito And Rocco
Two little white Pugs that are brothers,
hard to tell them apart from each other.
Only Vito is the one that is friendly and plays,
Rocco is reserved and stands by at bay.
Vita Dominica was Geraldine’s mother’s name,
Geraldine told me her name means “Life of Sundays”
So Vito was named after Vita you see,
and Rocco was named after the father of Geraldine.
One of the dogs, I don’t know who,
can say “I Love You”
Yes, these 2 pugs get along quite well,
they are quite happy walking together with no bells.
They are full of energy and never run out of steam,
they know how to be good for their “special treat”.
Written By Suzae Chevalier on December 22,2011
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The Blessings
Written by teddy gentry, randy owen, ronnie rogers, greg fowler
I satnd here lookin up at the starts tonight, how can one man have somuch in
Life
As I look around me, what a picture it paints, Im muchmore than lucky, i
Oughta give my thanks
Theres food on the table, a log on the fire, and in my womans eyes theres
Love and desire
The blessings, sent from above, oh, the blessings, a life full of love
When I look around I can see, all thats been given me, so ilift my eyes up
To the sky
I wanna give my, my, my, my, my thanks for the blessings
Sometimes I fall asleep at the end of the day and I forget to thank you, im
Ashamed to say
But as I lay m down to sleep, I pray the lord my soul to keep
I know you can hear me here on earth, thank you for giving me more than i
Deserve
The blessings, sent from above, oh, the blessings, a life full of love
When I look around I can see, all thats been given me, so ilift my eyes up
To the sky
cause I wanna give my, my, my, my, my thanks for the blessings
Blessings, when I look around, I can see, all thats been given me
So, I lift my eyes up to the sky, cause I wanna give my, my, my, my, my
Thanks for the blessings
The blessings, oh, the blessings
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Thank The Higher Beings
With the technology we amassed from our space friends,
we have advanced communication that goes to the outer ends.
Why hasn’t the human race come this far in thousands of years?
We are like barbarians to other planets I do hear.
We are still killing each other in war,
we are can’t get leftover restaurant food to the poor.
But we can make bombs to kill the planet like never before.
Our priorities are messed up,
if the space people wanted to kill us
like the movies say,
they would of already had their way.
Written By Christina Sunrise on December 23,2011
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