Time to say Good-Bye! Merry Christmas! Happy New Year 2023! Time for a Long Break, Dear Readers.

 

HAVE A HAPPY NEW YEAR 2022 FOR REAL!!

                              FROM OUR STARRY HOME TO YOURS.

                              GOD BLESS EVERYONE, DEAR FRIENDS.

TRUE FRIENDS.

TRUE FRIENDS. 

Be safe, be healthy, take good care. God bless.

Starry.

My Art Poem for My Daughter. I painted the boats at sea.

Readers, You may visit My Public Facebook Page, if you wish.

I call it, "Starry Moonlight Universe."

Poetry Art by Starry.

Happy Valentine's Day Everyone!

Happy Valentine's Day Everyone!

(Click to Enlarge Image)

Have a blessed day with your loved ones!

Much Love from Poet Starry.

"Singing in the Sky." Song-Lyrics dedicated to a Singer who recently passed away.

"Singing in the Sky."   
(Song-Lyrics dedicated to a Singer who recently passed away.)

You make me feel like an angel

Singing with a choir of angels in the sky.

Your special music is still in the air,

Since you showed us how to fly.

You are the angel of all angels,

You'll always sing up above.

You blazed a trail with your music,

And planted flowers in our hearts.

Your angel face shines in the stars,

And your memories won't ever part.

Your angel voice I hear in my ears

Whispering lullabies every night.

Refrain:

Sleep, sleep, angel baby!

Sleep with your dreams in the sky!

Singing with angels,

Singing in Heaven,

Singing with you,

How awesome that would be!!

Author: Poet Starry.

Happy 10th Anniversary in Blogland!

Hi Dear Readers, Welcome Aboard!

I am thrilled to admit that I began to write My Blogs -as a therapeutic approach to keep my mind active and make good friends. 

I am a Christian mom and grandmom of my New York family with 3 grandchildren. My hubby Retired from his Medical Practice 
-as a Physician Surgeon. 
Then, we may travel more, if God allows. 

I'm a poet, freelance writer, lyricist, artist, animal and wildlife lover, 

advocate, just to give you a little glimpse of me. 

God shows me the way, and He is the source of my existence. 

I used to travel and teach (ESL) English Overseas.  

Well, I would like to inspire with my creativity, and talk about Life in General, Nature, Animals, Art, Poetry, Music, Tales, 
Random Thoughts, etc.  

These kind of topics are just the beginning about me.  

If you want, you may post your heartfelt comments,  
and I´ll reply as soon as I can.  
If you wish, you may visit My Public Facebook Page. 

I call it, "Starry Moonlight Universe." 

This year is My 10th Anniversary in Blogland, 2009-2019. 

God bless you! Welcome Aboard! 

Poet Starry.

Morning has broken.

"Morning Has Broken." Great Lyrics! Awesome Music!

Morning has broken, like the first morning

Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird

Praise for the singing, praise for the morning

Praise for them springing fresh from the word.

Sweet the rain's new fall, sunlit from heaven

Like the first dew fall, on the first grass

Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden

Sprung in completeness where his feet pass.

Mine is the sunlight, mine is the morning

Born of the one light, Eden saw play

Praise with elation, praise every morning

God's re-creation of the new day.

Morning has broken, like the first morning

Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird

Praise for the singing, praise for the morning

Praise for them springing fresh from the word.

"The Mysterious Room." (Part 1)

"The Mysterious Room..." (Part 1)
The main good character would be patiently investigating the case of missing people in Latin America, in order to eventually bring these cases to highlights of the public view through headlines in American Newspapers.
Grace Vernon, a former American Journalist, freelance writer, and charming young woman, was sleeping soundly when she suddenly awoke with a loud shout. Her pretty face and body were drenched by sweat, like cold rain dripping beneath the blankets. She had been haunted by nightmares.
Another dreadful one was haunting Grace peaceful dreams... So, new born ideas had begotten...
She rose from bed at once, after saying her Christian morning prayers; she took a quick shower and had a hasty breakfast. Then, she anxiously headed for the little room upstairs in the terrace of the tower building, where hidden files and paper work -revealing corrupted business- had been loaded in shelves between the walls, and also piled up without supervision.
Many undisclosed secrets had been hidden from Grace, and there would soon be revealed what she had been looking for so long.
Grace held the key, which was placed in one of the drawers downstairs in the apartment. She rushed into the little mysterious room upstairs in the terrace, and opened the door. She had noticed another door -like a second door- connected with that little room, as if it were a tunnel or a passageway or a deadly trap to many so called unknown plights.
At first glance, Grace found Ivonne’s old pictures, assorted letters, tapes, heaps of books, files and other belongings. She began to take pictures of the room and files with her small concealed camera, which was also a computer directly connected to the ones who held power in Washington, D.C. She pressed her password number, plus her code as an Agent 911, and the enter key. All the information was already sent to Washington. Unfortunately, those guys never washed their dirty linen on public, and when the agents got on the weeds, they washed their hands ignoring all events. So, International Affairs had always worked that way. The material was written in a foreign language, yet Grace spoke many languages, then that barrier was not her problem. Anyway, there had not been much advancement in her private investigation. Relevant clues had not been found yet to make her feel proud of herself, although a little touch of luck blew up her mind, just like a blast, an outburst of new beginnings. Her heart pounded harder than usual, a blaze of anger embraced her whole being, transforming Grace into a torch of fire. However, those feelings of frustrations had not been in vain, since she would put them aside. She would send negative thoughts into oblivion. Little parts of the puzzle would be put together wisely, in order to blaze a trail to achieve solutions to the problems. Grace was the one who would orchestrate and organize her own thoughts, and deal with the ordeals.
Premises of her arguments were basically premonitions coming from her mind in the form of prophecies. To her surprise, she found a letter in one of the shelves addressed to Grace from Dr. Shadows. So, she rushed to open it and began to read the letter...
"Dear Grace,
You have been my deepest obsession from the very first time I caught a glimpse of your sweet face. I don´t want to hurt you. I would rather help you to achieve your dreams, although our lives may go on separate ways. Remember! You may not see me, but I´ll be watching you anywhere you may go. You are free to do what you want, sweet Grace. But, you´ll be surprised at what you are about to discover. I know you are a brave woman. This is the reason why I´ve left this letter with a message for you. I knew you would be up in this secret room looking for something. So, I´ll try to make things easier for you. Will you be looking for the protocols, sweetheart?
Well, go ahead to the end of this room. You´ll see a small wall, so push it inwardly really hard with all your strength. That wall will lead you to a secret passageway where the protocols are placed in shelves. You are brave, so take a deep breath, go in there and search for some clues for yourself. That wall will only open up and close at my command, and these words will vanish just in front of your eyes as soon as you finish reading them. A recording of my voice will soon begin to play. Well, good luck, sweet Grace! By the way, I´ll take care of your own things while you are away. So, you should not worry about that.
You will also find a blue box on one of the shelves inside the secret room. So, open it up, and take all the money that I have already left there for your coming expenses. Plus, I give you a good advice: Under no reasonable circumstances, let them see your real face, the real you. Do not talk to them! They will surely destroy you. They are very dangerous people. 
Good Luck! You can easily realize that I love you, Grace!"
In a matter of just a few seconds, the letter written with invisible ink vanished in front of her eyes. So, her journey to the unknown had begun...
She walked towards the end of the room and faced up that archaeological wall, which would lead the path to another mysterious room, or tunnel, or secret passageway.
The wall opened up without a single touch, as if someone had been watching Grace from somewhere else. She slowly began to walk into that passageway.
Grace trembled, as she walked into the tunnel of the unknown, a strange labyrinth, or a secret passageway, or a chamber of horror. The view was creepy frightening, and the door suddenly closed on her. She was trapped...
It shall continue...
AUTHOR: STARRY, THE MYSTERY WRITER.
Thank you in advance for caring to read my stories!

Happy Birthday to my baby granddaughter!!

Happy Birthday to my baby granddaughter!!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BABY GRANDDAUGHTER!! 

This is a beautiful photo of my 3 grandchildren taken 

last Summer in Aruba Island in the Caribbean.

They were having lots of fun on vacation with their parents. 

My daughter is their mom. My family live in New York.

May all your dreams come true, baby! 

May your day be special & unique with family & loved ones! Your grandmom Starry loves you with all my heart. Big Hugs & Much Love, 

Poet Starry.

Happy New Year 2018 to Each & Everyone!!

Warm Wishes,

Poet Starry.

Have a Happy Thanksgiving Everyone!!

Have a Happy Thanksgiving Everyone!!

God may bless you all.

Poet Starry.

Happy High School Graduation, Dear Grandson!!

Happy High School Graduation, Dear Grandson!!...

Pic of My grandson in his High School Graduation Day 

with his parents, my daughter & her husband. 2017.

I am so proud of you!!

Your grandma will always love you.

Poet Starry.

Happy Mother's Day!!...

Happy Mother's Day!!...

Have a blessed day with those you love!!

Poet Starry.

Do you know his name?...

Do you know his name?...

Have a Blessed Season, Dear Readers!!

Until we write again...

Poet Starry.

The Old Fashion Way, Victorian Times.

The Old Fashion Way, Victorian Times...

The Old Fashion Lady...

Sad Lady...

It has been said without words...
Until we write again...

Starry.

Heart Box Discovery?...

Hollywood Stars are here too in 2016...

He is buying "medialunas" for breakfast.

Wow!! He had supper downtown too in 2016...

It's a real Heart Beating. 

It's a Real Heart Outside the Box,

a New Discovery in Science. Amazing!!...

Is a Heart Box a New Discovery?...

It looks unreal, but it's true...

Hope, Peace & Love,

Starry.

The Speed of Light in the Universe.

The Speed of Light in the Universe.
The light travels at a speed of 300,000 km. 
per second.
Physics Tests...

Laser Test Traveling the Light Speed.

My question is...

How about if the Universe is finite?...

Will the light return to its original point?...

Will the light travel without an end?...

Does the Universe has an end?...

Speed of light from Earth to Moon, 
a couple of seconds, or even less than that.
These are just some interesting questions 

for you to think about...

Have a Wonderful Year 2016, Dear Readers!

Poet Starry.

Happy New Year 2016 to each & everyone!! Thanks for Reading!!

Happy New Year 2016, Dear Readers!!

Thanks for Visiting My Posts!!

God's Many Blessings,

Poet Starry.

Un Pensamiento... Just a Thought...

Today's post is the last one for this year 2015.
I'll see you next year, if that is Only God's Will...
There is a great agony to bear an untold story inside your heart, especially if you have been a victim of unfair situations. Yes! I would like to tell my story....
When I was in High School, my uncle, the oldest brother of my mother -who was a Professor of Physics- told me an interesting piece of wisdom. He said, "When one is in the center of -or interacting with- an electromagnetic field, one has to cast a wire back to earth in order not to get electrocuted."
Our brains have got neurons which are connected with the rest of our human body cells generating a close interaction in a so- called form of electricity. If eveything in our body works correctly, we'll be in harmony with our mind, body and spirit. We'll be invaded with stress disorders when harmony breaks down. Stay in harmony for your good health! So stay away from stress, find your way to achieve the feeling of self-respect and self-worth.

I nestle my Christian heart in selfless acts of kindness worthy enough to generate many good friends. My poetic garden may run dry alone without the nourishment, the essential nutrition of true friendship.
I was underneath the blade slowly dying, yet the Lord rescued me. I'm certain that I'm only a temporary passenger, a citizen of this fleeting world, yet an ambassador for my heavenly home.
My thoughts are reminders from God that while I live in the world with government leaders, controlled by political powers, so my view is to keep my eyes and heart fixed in spiritual values, God's Heavenly Kingdom, which comes first as my primary focus. My ultimate patriotism is a heavenly one with Jesus, our Lord and Savior God.
I certainly wouldn't cast stones when I don't know the entire story or circumstances. I think evil energies keep taking over human bodies and minds. WAKE UP!! SPEAK UP WHATEVER YOUR GOOD HEART HOLDS. JOIN a BROTHERHOOD of CHRISTIANS in ACTION for a BETTER WORLD.
Corruption is like a shadow that could be hiding 
behind every wall.
Corruption is like a snowball rolling from the mountain summit -getting bigger and bigger- falling down to the valley.
Corruption is worldwide like a tsunami, a huge ocean wave devastating everything in its deadly path. Generally speaking, corruption could be as deadly as the weight of water that could sink the big ship.
"Who thinks will escape God's Judgement?" (Romans 2:3)
"The truth will set you free." (John 8:31-32)
Jesus said to those who believed in Him, "If you obey my teaching, you are really my disciples, and you will know the truth."
Today's Prayer.
Dear Jesus,
I am so sorry if I have offended You. I ask You for Your forgiveness.
Open my eyes Lord, so that I shall see who are my real true friends, plus show me the names of my foes. I love You, Heavenly Father. Thank you, Jesus for loving me!
Today, I pray for the loveless lonely ones, for the poor, grieving, depressed, angry, confused, sick, homeless and hungry.
Lord, show them the way to find whatever they need, whatever they are searching for, 
especially hope, peace and love in You, Father.
In Jesus' most Almighty Name, I pray. AMEN.
MERRY CHRISTMAS & HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ONE & ALL!!
POET STARRY.