martes, 6 de diciembre de 2022

Modern day Christmas Karols!!!

 



Just another Christmas Song 


(Thursday, November 18, 2021
2:29 PM By: Karla Wagener)

Just another Christmas song,
How can it be made real?
All the hopes of humanity,
All that history can feel.

Just another chanting verse
To be hummed or sung,
Another decorated tree,
Gifts in stockings hung.

Each new year brings renewed aims;
The steadfast plan to pursue -
Leading needing souls to be renewed
To that faithful Christmas star
No matter how close, no matter how far.

Just another verse to hum
Words beating out like a drum.
The heart held fast in the greatest love
And Joyful bells ❤️ are rung and rung!



 

lunes, 5 de diciembre de 2022

Getting ready for 2023! I started using the notebook Laura Ojeda and her partner gave me! Couldn't wait till 2023!


 

LA PREVIA A 2023

(Por: Karla Wagener, December 4,  Para Graciela Cardoso. Me dijo que transmito Alegría y Paz)

¡Alegría y Paz!

Transmitir lo que encontras

En el camino de la vida…

Rescatando de lo que te dio tanta pena.

¡Ya fue! Ya termino,

Todo lo que tanto dolió.

 

¡Alegría y Paz!

Ingredientes del Amor,

Letrilla conmovedora;

Pasión de un ideal.

 

¡Compromiso de una convicción!

¡Espíritu indominable!

 

domingo, 4 de diciembre de 2022

Getting ready for the Holidays!

 


LAUREL

(By: Karla Wagener on December 4, 2022)

Everybody´s got a name!

Music in all things.

The miracle of tiny beasts with glorious wings.

And colors to blow your mind.

The mysteries of the universe unwind.

 Not to be changed, helped to be better.

In drought and desert get wetter.

Marvelous sensations inspire beats to be lyrics and letter.

The creation is ours.

Go out and get her!

 

Victory, strength, honor and fame…

All wrapped up in a fragile precious name!



miércoles, 30 de noviembre de 2022

All the colors, yet none!

 MILKY WHITE WAY


Wednesday, November 30, 2022
9:15 PM

(By: Karla Wagener)



An empty place inside.
We all need a place to hide.

Where do we go when we sleep?
How to select memories to keep?

What sense to be alive?
What need to be and survive?

Who answers?
Why make questions?

An empty place inside 💠
Full of 🌈✨ rainbow colors

A flower holding wonders
Anticipating blooming forth.





MERRY CHRISTMAS! 2022! Hint Angelo is Pascual Angelo Napolitano (P.A.N.)

 Note: Christine McVie died today.



CHRISTMAS KAROL

(By: Karla Wagener on November 30, 2022)

Humming ¨Silly Love Songs¨…

 

Fame ruined themes in wrongs.

Riches did ´em in.

Three verses saved them again and again;

Each song made them once more begin.

 

Lost in stardom

Hurting with too much of a good thing.

Who can be saved or redeemed?

Pull through destiny´s dire gambles so as to win?

 

I would that music could save…

Turn things to the better

Out of all it has brought and gave.

 

I would that it be heard -

Whistling ¨Silly Love Songs¨

A cosmic colossal first light spurred…

 

Three verses turned to yellow white gold,

Intensity and emotion,

A refrain repeating, insisting,

A promising rebirth to behold!

A Glorious bright Yuletide to unfold!



domingo, 6 de noviembre de 2022

Clown 🤡 around today 😹!

 FESTIVAL

(👾🎪By: Karla Wagener on Tuesday, October 25, 2022)

Hold on to your song.
Keep close your dreams.
Don't let go of beliefs,
Roll along on your best themes.

At times it may be all you got.
Life can be so deceptive.
Reach out always for more.
It's there, that open door.

I must share what this day
Has been revealed.
We have a goal and a purpose
To make rhyme and reason
Out of this silly circus!
 

sábado, 5 de noviembre de 2022

Much like time! Carpe Diem!

 FALSE ORCHID 



A vain flower blooming

That lasts but one day,

She blossoms forth

With grace and hope.


Such beauty not to Purdue.

She sucks you up.

Takes the best of you.


And then she's gone.

She disappears

Leaving you lost

Lingering on those mysteries.


Only to reappear

When you most need it

In your weakest unsuspecting moment

Then to once again vanish

Like a genie's vapor.

martes, 1 de noviembre de 2022

Consegracion is giving one's life. Life is given to be lived!


 LINKS


(By: Karla Wagener on Sunday, January 30, 2022
2:00 PM)

What way to go?
How long the journey?
Suddenly I know
What to do.
Magical, sublime, mystical thoughts
Lead me on,
Reflections of doubt
Brought into the light.
How to know...
Making connections,
Words, phrases, thoughts, signs,
Something someone said!
Maybe something sincerely prayed.
Relating, summing up,
So much that has been read!


So much is going on in the World
We are like a Rosary
going around in circles,
Always winding up linked to a Cross.

The time has come to break away
To reconciliation and Salvation's day!

sábado, 29 de octubre de 2022

Backstreet music!

 Alleyway


(By: Karla Wagener on Friday, October 28, 2022
11:46 AM)

The beginning of the end,
Where is it from?
Where can it possibly go?

Who has the keys?
Where are opening doors?

There is no conflict
When we know the truth.

The narrow escape hatch
Often leads to hope.

The highest thoughts
Bring forth such beautiful words.

We are freed
When we know what the poets
Have always known.
Truth is not a thing.
It is a feeling.

The philosophers and scientists
Often only confuse.
Yet in obscure solitary places concealed...
The secret, so sacred, muse.
 

viernes, 28 de octubre de 2022

Look into it!!!

 


PRISMATIC GLANCES

(By: Karla Wagener on October 28, 2022)

Sentinels of the soul

As you lift your apertures…

Rain disappears in soft tears,

The wind is abruptly detained,

Storms shudder in wonder.

 

When you raise your voice

Songbirds stop to listen,

Spirit is enabled,

Power is revealed,

Fires are kindled,

Vessels filled,

The lowly rescued,

Colors explode,

Problems get resolved.

 

Power is repeatedly revealed,

And the universe makes sense

To be clearly understood.



THE HOLY SPIRIT ILLUMINATES THE SOUL...

 


DISCLOSING REVELATIONS

(By: Karla Wagener on October 25, 2022)

Keep me alive.

Sing my songs.

I will keep you alive,

Writing songs you can sing.

                We can live forever,

                Willed To exist.

                We belong to destiny;

                Singing we belong together.

                Together, forever

                In songs and lyrics.

                Notes on a page.

                Notes in my head.

                Moving on, being lead...

It´s more than you or me…

So much more than what we now see.

Mysterious ways to be revealed.

It´s tears dried, all souls to be healed.

 


 

 

martes, 25 de octubre de 2022

Hoy rezamos El Rosario en la Capilla Lorenzo Cot, martyr.

 STRENGTH AND COURAGE.√

Tuesday, November 9, 2021
11:04 PM

(By: Karla Wagener while watching a movie about Bart Millard).

I believe in you.
Believe in your music.
Believe in love.
Believe in life's truths.

I believe all is possible.
That there is magic,
Solutions can come,
When hearts ring true.

Shall we simply say,
I believe in you.

That weakness gives way
To strength and courage.
That answers arrive
When least expected.

And journeys end
Culmating in memories
To be shared,
To be shared in great hope,
Love,
And with strength and courage!



martes, 18 de octubre de 2022

Please read this one!

 


STELLAR TRAVELS

(By: Karla Wagener, on October 17, 2022)

I woke up this morning with a deep feeling in my chest.

There are no words to describe what was installed there as I rest.

Only once before had I felt such intensity.

It seemed to connect to the universe´s immensity.

 

If I could only draw a picture it might explain,

That deepness, some kind of existential pain.


.

And although the hurt went so deep

At the same time it felt like brilliant lights of hope to keep

Us enveloped in its deepness

And give comfort to all of creation.

 

It hurt so much inside

And yet I could feel a certain pleasure;

In all the great possibilities in the exertion

That otherwise would not have been revealed.





lunes, 17 de octubre de 2022

Get out of the box!


 

SENTENCING

(By: Karla Wagener, October 14, 2022)

 

Like being satisfied with what one´s got…

Happily in union,

Content with life,

Feeling like they got a lot.

 

Not like being let down after big crowds;

Thousands in adulation;

Lacking just one loving soul

To contribute sincere adoration…

 

Carried along like a stream,

Some enjoy the ride,

Others protest, resisting with a scream.

 

Some find faith.

Some just flow,

Others only in it for the show.

 

All are carried along,

Good choices can make all the difference

In this journey and its essence.

 


Yet there is little possibility for control.

We are all, simply put, on parole!



domingo, 16 de octubre de 2022

Okeydoky!


 

MY MOST SINCERE POEM

(By: Karla Wagener on Mother´s Day here in Argentina, October 16, 2022, which is also my daughter, Andrea´s birthday).

Today, on this special day, I invite you into my private World.

There is not enough room for it

And it daily becomes unfurled…

 

So while we are on this Earth,

The maximum rapture is each new birth.

 

I wrote a bunch of songs;

Helped me make some sense out of my life,

And every person, entity, child, husband, or wife.

Each song is like a new delivery.

And I believe we can really make a better environment

From one with so much misery.

 

Starting with those who are closest…

From the nearest reaching out to the remotest!

 

I have written a bunch of songs,

Most with this feeling to better our World.

They are like my capable children, 

a bouquet…

So I hope you join in, respond, and think it is worthwhile and okay!

 

 

jueves, 13 de octubre de 2022

Another "Kar" tune with a poem!

 SURVIVAL



(By: Karla Wagener, Monday, December 13, 2022
7:11 AM, finished October 13)

Keep at it.
Keep focused.
Listen to the birds chirping,
Dogs barking,
Rainbows 🦜 talking.
A newborn 🌞 sun
That has just begun.
Or 🎶 music written on a pentagram,
Or the clicks of a telegram.
They communicate something.
There are messages in the morning breezes!
There is relief for your weary mind
In the almost motionless waves
Of blue-green oceans of plentiful grass.
In a word leave tracks and surpass!
Get inspired filling life with expression!
Be enthused with it, whatever your profession!



 

GET THE BIG PICTURE!



QUIXOTRY

(By: Karla Wagener on October 12, 2022. A close up ¨Kar¨tune from the ¨Gran¨  Re ¨con¨  Silly Nacion, for my daughter, Andrea´s birthday October 16th, with a poem! The best to come out of a mother are her children!)

Visionary or out of mind?

A World to dream about or is it possible to find?

The fear I feel pushes me forward.

What will happen if I share, move or feel?

How can we know what is truly real?

 

No one seems to notice,

Despite all this focus

I push to go out of myself.

 

How can I suppress all my inner intuition and joy,

Reaching to impress,

Or can it possibly ennoy?

 

There is so much inside, an interior life

With promises of future so great,

Positive explosions, of a productive universal fate.

 

There is a succulent battle for perfection within.

Happily when I venture out,

I enviously always win!

 


lunes, 26 de septiembre de 2022

¨Remember the Tin Man¨

 THE THEORY OF MEMORY IN THE FUTURE



            ``I Just Haven´t met you yet¨.

            ¨I wanna know where love is. I think you can show me¨.

(By: Karla Wagener, on September 24, 2022, the day of my granddaughter´s birthday).

Write down notes especially when under pressure of what you are going through, your thoughts, ideas, plans, whatever seems to be of the least bit of importance.  This will help you to prepare for later on and make a base for your thoughts and aspirations.

I have always thought of myself as an intuitive person.  Some examples of this ability to ¨remember¨ into the future follow:

At one point in my life things were not well either emotionally or economically.  We had moved from the US to Argentina just when Argentina was going into a major hyper-inflationary period.  President Alfonsin was booted out. I used to say and expect that later on my family would find a way to travel to the US and maybe go back and forth, and be able to travel.  Despite this seeming to be totally impossible given the situation at that time, I was convinced it would happen.  When I mentioned it to a student of English as a Second Language, he looked at me in perplexed wonder. He didn´t reply because obviously that was not possible. Some years later, my son was given a job in Aerolineas Argentina and not only did the emotional, social and economic matters improve, but we enjoyed the benefits of travelling at a really low cost.

In that earlier time I used to write and draw cartoon drawings (I called them ¨Kar¨ tunes). Some of them were referring to an inheritance (albeit referring to a spiritual inheritance). However, a blessed inheritance came in 2011 from my 100 year old Aunt Regina who passed away. It was a major help in making a better situation.

I believe we unconsciously can be aware or ¨remember¨ situations in the future (some people more than others). It is similar to a positive self-fulfilling prophecy where we automatically talk and do things that make it become material.

In 2019 or 2020 I planted 3 avocado seeds, one at a time. They are quite grown and very healthy now.  The seeds had the beginnings of roots just peeking out of them. I have commented many times in these years about ¨where to plant them because they will grow so big and need room and there isn´t enough room in the yard¨.

Also, some neighbors have been leaving a pony in the lot next door for her to graze.  I thought she was a big dog (¨what a big dog¨) I thought when I first saw her from a distance.  As I got closer I saw that she was a pony. I later learned she was born on March 24, 2022, (an emblematic date here in Argentina) and that her name is Nina. In these months I often talked about how I want to buy her.

Then one day about a month ago my son-in-law asked us to check out a farm he was interested in.  He firmly said ¨No¨, but I fell in love with the place and would like to live there. We debated about it a lot in these days and we plan to make an offer for it soon.  

I am convinced the pony and avocado trees are like ¨preparatory memories¨, preparing us for a future we have long desired. Is this not what preparation is all about? When we do what we love it sets the scene up for further action.

What will develop out of all this is yet to be seen.   Surely, I will find a good place for the avocado trees.  And as for the pony, in a way she is already mine because she loves me and tries to come with me when she sees me. She gets quite mad at the rope that holds her back!


sábado, 24 de septiembre de 2022

I feel like we´re getting some ¨ware¨. Hahaha!

 


INSTRUMENTS

(By: Karla Wagener, September 13, 2022, dedicated to Deborah and Lucia).

A pen or computer to communicate.

Quiet time on your own to connect, reflect, contemplate.

A dog or animals to accompany,

Music and reading to inspire.

A spark is needed to light a fire!

Relaxing exercises and music to loosen up;

When worse gets to worse, a good measure of wine in an original cup.

Look up when you feel very blue.

To see the key to open up any old clue!

Praying is a personal choice,

To be heard you need to utilize your voice.

 

Dreams to mobilize; rest from stress or exciting trends;

A good book, connecting with nature,

Relatives, the full moon and friends.

 

When the problems of the World make you baulk,

Take it easy. Go for a pleasurable walk.

Listen to the wise and knowledgeable and all they´ve done and said.

Get reassuring rest on a comfortable bed.

 

When everything, everywhere lacks trust, seems a lie,

Eat a nutritious homemade cookie or piece of fruit pie.

 

Everyone has their own personal tools,

Those who don´t put them to use are lost souls, even perhaps fools.

Maybe yours is a guitar or horn;

Something you´ve learned since you were born.

When you want to start that fire, you kindle a log.

A modern kindling is called a ¨blog¨!

 

Jesus talked about Fire over the Earth.

I have felt this all deeply rooted in my soul

Since and even before the day of my birth.

An engine is an example of how we can fix

The disastrous predicament in which we are mixed.

 

Some people go to a Temple;

Others find a Temple within.

As ¨Kitty¨ once said to me ¨We are the stones´.

So ¨Get on it¨, to build

Our building of bones!



miércoles, 21 de septiembre de 2022

Un tema para primavera de la Feliz ¨prima¨ Karla! Jajaja!

 

UN TEMA ´P ATAHUALPA



(Por: Karla Wagener, 20 Setiembre, 2022, mientras escuchaba a mi hijo, Angelo Napolitano tocando la guitarra).

El Rio va cantando

Al futuro y porvenir.

La brisa canta consuelo

Y como sobrevivir.

Las aves cantan juntos

Expresando deseo y rumor…

  

 

Bis: Tú cantas penas, pasión,

       E historias de vida y del amor.

       Los Ángeles cantan de memorias

       Y de pasos por el mundo.

      La música susurra

      Anhelando que la humanidad

      Sea un bendito uno.



 

      

lunes, 12 de septiembre de 2022

WAVE!

 BRAINWAVE



You don't need me.

You have your riches and fame.

You no longer have use

For your lowly muse.


Get it together.

Make your way.

Write trite lyrics.

Collect your pay 


Sing loud, so perfect,

Thinking not who listens,

What heart it changes,

Whether it rearranges

Our suffering, hurting world 🌎


Now, with no use

For your lowly, poorly...Muse.




Get it together 😜

Make your way.

Write your overtaxed lyrics.

Collect your pay!


domingo, 11 de septiembre de 2022

Between towers and the sky!

 Punches to the sky


Sunday, September 11, 2022
12:09 PM

(By: Karla Wagener)

She lived in her own little life,
Sheltered but alone.
Sheltered from the storms,
So alone.

Punch the sky!
Break out of that shell.
Punch like hell.

She found her expression
In pads of paper.
Paper images of her soul
Was all she felt or could know.

So she burned them all
In her great frustration
From an outside world, so cruel,
And punched and hit
But always seemed to miss.

Punch the sky!
Break that old shell.
Punch like hell.

Punch, punch, punch
And burn.

Still they rose again
Like a phoenix friend
To burn in the 💜 hearts
Of loved ones.
 

sábado, 10 de septiembre de 2022

HARVEST MOON TONIGHT!!!

 LA PLAZA


(Saturday, September 10, 2022
5:34 PM, by: Karla Wagener)

The blue of your eyes.
Your little white lies.
All that you have been,
Always the same when
Seasons changes
Seasons changes.

The green that takes over
With hope
praying to the moon
And it's light.

The darkness at night overshadowing
All of your such beauty,
Flowers, azaleas, birds, little doggies
Hidden in flurries.
And where can I be
Except where I am.
Surpassed,
Overpowered
Giving into your wicked will.