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Suffer Unto Me The Children Of Beltane's Fire
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Suffer Unto Me The Children Of Beltane's Fire |
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icebox Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 4383in the shadows 
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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 am 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 am instead 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 in gifted memories with lessons, tests and trials, bequests inherited for self from almost countless lives I've worn 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, 2019 by icebox |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
I can relate to this lovely poem, Charley, as I have learned these lessons myself over a very long period of time. |
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Paul Wilson
since 2002-07-07
Posts 4711United States |
Icebox... Mystifying write. Enjoyed very much, Sounds like when you were young you had a good teacher of life...Paul ~~To share my poems with you is to share my heart with you~~ |
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