Open Poetry #29 |
witchsong trilogy (repost by request for Halloween) |
serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
and plant one foot upon the earth the other will be washed by tide as fire plays the dance of mirth. Stars will gather in my hair lightning loosed by chant of tongue gather herb in fold of skirt quickly while this day is young. I free the night from heaven's rule. I greet the golden orb. Walk with me into the wood I tell will ye tales of yore. We remember ways of seed-- here there is no finger's blame-- the only path beneath the feet. To stray is but a following-- shadows stroll behind a lead-- I caution you, don't follow me. But I pray you'll meet me there." for truth is something you must find... so meet me in the forest--deep-- there you'll find a gasp of sky once shaded by the branch of oaks-- two which cradled witches souls graves of sister sacrifice memorial to burning times. Keep this vow of witch's rede: "As ye harm none, do what thou wilt" remembering that will is free... Gather berries on the way, herbs and flowers for the feast. Meet me at the opening in the center of the wood. sacred solitude the mother cushions soles of feet-- I enter under canopy I enter blood's divinity there the snake becomes the wheel swallow tail's eternity ouroboros is calling me deep into the mother's womb. pulsing pointedly the father is a lantern's light dappling in black and white giving vein to leaves of tree-- the wind in shake of tambourine branches quake in giggling like geisha blushing behind fan... I stoop to take just what I need here, there is no need of greed-- I leave the plant and it re-seeds to feed another's traveling. smiling when the bite weeps red juices on me reconcile bleeding proof that I am wed. Bloodstains on the marriage bed witness union of divine-- water changed into the wine watch me stumble in the wood tripping over oaken root-- I have found the centered sky. a ballet in my bones even in my awkward toes Grace-- a tilting of one wing wobbled flight pinfeathering-- this brown wren can fly. deny the sky in beckoning the bright of Him so cradling arms in span and loving wise begging me to sing again-- applauding this bedraggled child? in the meadow grasses tall spears of yellow turning green-- technicolor healing glee this time mother welcomed me-- This time there was no wailing wall. dragonfly of lavender sparkles dervished in my eyes spiral mystic from the sky reminding me of Gatherers-- I wanted them to see this too. and bundled them in circling around the trunks of fallen oaks. I twined the herbs of borrowed time blessed them, "make ye heady smoke" Praying friends would find the way-- for I cannot feast alone. of the huge uprooted oak, the other stood there skeletal split in two by lightning dark wood splintered in accuse: "You rest upon a sister's grave." Shamed by this admonishment I sat cross-legged on the ground, and there I prayed until I dozed-- dreaming I was wren in flight. |
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Sunshine
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Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Thank goodness for requests...it wasn't quite feeling like the midnight hour without this! |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
Karen: you posted these seperate before, this is much better . . I am sitting cross legged and listening . . . I caution you, don't follow me. But I pray you'll meet me there." well . . yes certainly the signals are getting clearer and this is a masterpiece You know this, yes? Yes, it is . . . *smile* My God . . . chills here you astound me Love You Lady xxoo |
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icebox Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 4383in the shadows |
I was told many years ago that there are only a few rivers on this planet that actually matter to the existence of humans. You happen to live by one of these, the "rivers of dreams." It is reflected in your poetry and, though I guess at this, also in your life. You are a wonderful poet, an interesting witch. We survived writing a duet once; I wonder if we would survive making real magik as "une paire dans la nuit de magie." That is curiosity, not an inquiry. *smile* Have a safe and special Samhain my friend. [This message has been edited by icebox (10-28-2003 10:37 AM).] |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
I will clothe myself in sky and plant one foot upon the earth the other will be washed by tide as fire plays the dance of mirth. Stars will gather in my hair lightning loosed by chant of tongue gather herb in fold of skirt quickly while this day is young. I free the night from heaven's rule. I greet the golden orb. =========================== and methinks me would walk on me mothylips to see it. YOU ROCK baby-girl times 3 ... only you could of written this candle dance of rhyme, rhythm and vision. You're the color of the sky reflected in each store-front window pane ... |
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Balladeer
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since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
You're no wren to me, serene one...eagle, maybe. This is SO your style, cajun lady. It suits you well....and reminds me of how good you really are.. |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Balladeer is SO right K. This is your style...Blessed Be. Love ya lady! Hugs~ ~Time has cast a spell on you, |
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Aenimal Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-18
Posts 7350the ass-end of space |
floored...you KNOW that i l@ve this..of course you know..you always know |
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A Romantic Heart Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-03
Posts 5496Forever In Your Heart |
oooh---hooo---witchy woman see how high she flies.... enjoyed your Halloween poetry! ~ARH HAPPY HALLOWEEN! |
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Magicmystery Senior Member
since 2002-02-13
Posts 821Windsor, Ontario, Canada |
Blessed Be Sherry Cherish the good memories of the past and look forward to the adventure called Tomorrow. But above all... be kind to yourself today. [This message has been edited by Magicmystery (10-28-2003 03:10 AM).] |
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ice Member Elite
since 2003-05-17
Posts 3404Pennsylvania |
Oh, I like this epoch poem...Far too many good lines and parts to highlight....But I do especailly look for myths in poems, of course this poem is pure myth, again, it is hard to pick out extra good parts, how can one do that when the whole poem is excellent? I love the poem in general,but this part in particular... "there the snake becomes the wheel swallow tail's eternity ouroboros is calling me deep into the mother's womb" * enjoyed the read......ice/ford |
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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
Good Samhain, to you serenity Great write. GIS All that is great once was small. |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
Thanks so much. The generosity of your praise warms me very much, as this is one of my personal favorites as it captured much of the spirit of my feeling for Samhein. Deer? such praise from YOU makes me blush happy. Thanks you. and my dear friend icebox--giggling here but nodding my head--yes, I do believe that there IS much that you could teach me. And thanks to all of you of course. Have a wonderful holiday, however you choose to honor it. |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
Oh I went looking for this for it is one of my favourites by you and yanno? I can't beleive I hadn't replied, forgive me m'lady? I thought I had Awesome this Awesome YOU! going into my library. Mxx Oh, you speak to me in riddles |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
One of the absolute best ever halloween treats! thanks to our Angel for retrieving this |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Well now this is a special treat today for sure! Oh Blessed Be Serene One ~ What a fabulous write by the way. Loved the myth of it all yanno? |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
smiling wide... cuddles tonight was grand thank you |
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