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icebox
Member Elite

since 2003-05-03

Posts 4383
in the shadows

0 posted 2011-04-30 09:29 AM

Your shadow's force,
it calls to me across cold centuries in ghostly tongues
of Beltane fires lost to threadbare memories,
as if by force of pain I could rebuild Beli's shattered groves
by casting off the stain of Roodboy's cross
to drive Maypole's shaft deeply welcome
into soft and fertile Mother Earth,
all of it,
shreds of love's glorious lie.

Tears ripped from me unexpectedly today,
whether surge or purge,
too far from sanity to say I am not a weeper,
not prone to shedding tears,
it was carelessness
I think I'd let strength of grasp on my emotions shrink,
until held a bit too lightly for the task;
I remembered older dying times running
through moon swept terror sounds,
too soft red whisky sounds,
sounds woven in thin ribbons of Spring's remorseless winds,
dogs baying off in distance loft
as if hounds of Hell in joyful dance
were saying they could run me down
before the leap,
before the chance of soaring over sacred Fire.

Lay it gently down sweet Lady lay it down,
beautiful dreamer wallowing
in plight of hopeless loving
yearning for burning joining of loins
in welcoming the Mother after drawing down the Moon;

ignoring pain of all the hopelessly loved,
as vision's edge patiently awaits flowers in season
the dead are far too busy for indulgences of taste,
like seasoning sweetbreads with reality
life is often naught but chewing food's memory;

so bend soft licking flames of ritual cast through time,
sing in lovely sting of celebration washed within
savor clench of passion pure in soul's desire,
drawn sure in dripping wax of awakening Wildcat Moon,
joined in Beltane's unabashed fire.

©2011 By icebox

Margherita
Member Seraphic

since 2003-02-08

Posts 22236
Eternity

1 posted 2011-04-30 10:03 AM

sounds woven in thin ribbons of Spring's remorseless winds,

This is a brilliant work, dear Charly. Past and present events/emotions masterfully rendered in every line.

Love,
Margherita

icebox
Member Elite

since 2003-05-03

Posts 4383
in the shadows

2 posted 2011-04-30 10:26 AM

You are very kind, Margherita. Thank you for reading and for your comment.

latearrival
Member Ascendant

since 2003-03-21

Posts 5499
Florida

3 posted 2011-04-30 01:12 PM

You sent me surrying through pages of the internet to fully understand.You are so far ahead of my mind. That sir is why I love to read your poems. thank you.jo/latearrival

Gentle Spirit
Member Patricius

since 2000-10-09

Posts 13989

4 posted 2011-04-30 01:40 PM

When I read you, I see such depth in the words and I learn...

thank you sir, for that gift.

Honeybunch
Member Rara Avis

since 2001-12-29

Posts 7115
South Africa

5 posted 2011-04-30 01:48 PM

You're pretty far ahead of my mind too, Charly, but so much substance to your writes that I am a forever fan!

Helen

Martie

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Member Empyrean

since 1999-09-21

Posts 28049
California

6 posted 2011-04-30 01:53 PM

Charly...When a poem is more than thought or feeling, but knowledge also...thank you for going there so often.

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