Open Poetry #28 |
the burning years (repost from 24, for Brian) |
serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
"Oblivion is YOUR reward!" laughed the brother of the witch. Pounding drum and cleaving sword he danced amid the fire's itch. He drew a circle round the flame and his eyes sparked with the sand-- he drew the boundaries of game and laughed a brownies reprimand: "Take my eyes, they not see YOU." He spun a web of spiderlace. "Take the ribbons of her grace." He played baton in streaks of blue. Leather boots, entwined to thigh-- the fire danced within his eye-- A vest of something once alive graced fur upon his hairlessness. Quicksilver dripped and made the crease dimpled in a smile's release-- madness in the white of eye within a corner vision spied... dust amid the dance of feet tea leaves trace a grit on teeth-- from smiling much too wide. "FOOL" He pointed to no one... laughing watching every one drop their head avoiding gaze-- "Fool!" he cried, "can't be forgave!" Then with his shovel he dug grave-- he bowed his head a madman prayed: "May the Greenman be her keep-- In Rowan roots of sorrow sleep-- May Hecate be her slave-- Virgin Mother Crone engraved-- soldiers enlist from the deep-- and drop her lids, I pray, she sleep before she feels the fire." He took charcoal then from the flame and placed it sacred censure's trust. He danced and swang and smudged desire naked flagrency of lust. Then within the red of burst locusts crawled from his dark mane-- spittle danced in a gross glee as he fell onto his knees bloodying the battlefield. In the sand he drew the fish... he muttered, "more have died for this" He wept to watch them. He took blame-- He knew. He'd lost. He cried the name-- the Sacred name that he'd been taught-- she sang to him, as fishes caught on a string in crystal stream-- he heard her humming in his dream and rocked he swayed he rocked he swayed-- then, he heard her scream. "NOOOOOO..." They held him back by spear. No more. No more. The burning years... * * * "love you babalou..." |
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icebox Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 4383in the shadows |
491 years and 7 days ago this month, the Witches of Lancashire were burned. ...but, who is counting.... |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
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Aenimal Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-18
Posts 7350the ass-end of space |
Amazing thanks for the rp |
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garysgirl
since 2002-09-29
Posts 19237Florida, USA |
Karen, there's much I don't understand, but I really do find it interesting to read. I read sometimes and don't reply, because I don't know what to say. Gary has read a lot about these things and has explained some things to me. Thanks for reposting this. Love and hugs, my friend Ethel |
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Kaoru
since 2003-06-07
Posts 3892where the wild flowers grow |
THANK THE SKIES ABOVE that you reposted.. I wasn't here for the original post this is so good! I'm going to save it for another read later on.. |
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vlraynes Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-25
Posts 8229Somewhere... out there... |
Decided to peek in here from my friend's house, and I'm VERY glad that I did. I'll definitely be back to this one once I get home. For now?...I just have to go read it again...and again...smile Love and hugs, lady... "My friends are my estate." |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
Jesus Karen . . . this brought tears to my eyes . . . God, chills . . . right here: "May the Greenman be her keep-- In Rowan roots of sorrow sleep-- May Hecate be her slave-- Virgin Mother Crone engraved-- soldiers enlist from the deep-- and drop her lids, I pray, she sleep before she feels the fire." this is your heart on this page and his Beauty xxoo |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
I loved the title "The burning years" implies so much...that it was one bit of history with so much more to go....a part of a whole.... Anyway...I enjoyed this very much.. Susan |
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brian sites Senior Member
since 2002-06-25
Posts 1475usa |
sigh yes I see but NO NO I understand but it will not come to that I will not be too late this time I promise thank you for repossessing this this was during my away time babalou |
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