Suffer Unto Me The Children Of Beltane's Fire

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Open Poetry #50

Suffer Unto Me The Children Of Beltane's Fire

icebox
Member Elite

since 2003-05-03

Posts 4383
in the shadows

0 posted 2017-04-05 11:17 PM

Here,
in early Spring
with apple green of life recalled
and budding fresh in trees,
I am gathering herbs and sacred woods
for drawing down a living fire,
when soon the Moon will be too bright for sleeping
I'm no longer fingering threads of time,
weaving spells of measures
bringing fevered legs that heat too easily
bearing throbbing charms to spread before my fire,
I find instead my self lingering
in peace my gardens' pathways bring
despite shadowed remembering,
for me,
outside this fortress' door
any warmth of sunshine's sting is fatal over time.

I am a nighttime creature blest
with having lived life at its best
gifted with sharp memories in all the lessons,
tests and trials,
bequests inherited for my self
from almost countless lives I've lived before.

When I was young
I thought this knowing should be shared,
but with age,
finding no one really cared
beyond sharp gasp and sigh
the moment brings when soaring high the maiden sings
grasping yet to breathe in air of freedom waiting there
outside each garden door,
I learned it's best to hide stark meanings ‘tween the lines,
words clinging to themselves
like straw caught in tines of idle fork
propped by fence post aging dark in corner over there.

©2006, 2014, 2017 by icebox

P.U Stinkenbaum
Member
Posts 388
No Fan Of Exhaust Fans

1 posted 2017-04-05 11:54 PM

quote:
"When I was young
I thought this knowing should be shared,
but with age,
finding no one really cared"

I was versed in the ways young perceived old and vice versa in my youth, so it came as no surprise now that I'm nearly 70.

Pass the Glade if you're going to do that here...

BluesSerenade
Member Patricius

since 2001-10-23

Posts 10549
By the Seaside

2 posted 2017-04-06 01:23 PM

The is so so much to love about your poem. I felt tears in my eyes, and i nodded quietly to myself, yes I get it. There is peace in knowing what we know, the good and the bad, the happy and the sad. The path we walk is ours and therein are the memories we make.

Love your work and your wisdom, icebox...

2islander2
Member Ascendant

since 2008-03-12

Posts 6825
by the sea

3 posted 2017-04-07 06:44 PM

wonderful, a philosophy brought by experiences and emotions, from the childhood to the fiels, this is only grace, thanks for sharing

yann

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