Remembered Moons

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Suddenly drawn out of a dim past the inspiration for this poem comes.

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Remembered Moons        -       31 Oct 21 

In the nearly forgotten 

Shadows of a late evening

Walking beside a full Moon 

Just rising 

A dream of a day gone 

Remembered moons

Recall the Magicks

To colour the memories 

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I can see that full Moon rising. 

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Between Moon and Sun

I know that this is the wrong time of year to post this poem but this is a 'non-chronologic' blog and can be accessed at any time of the year - so, if you are reading at the appropriate time...Happy Winter Solstice.




Between Moon and Sun - 21 Dec 91

On a warm night
In December
I listen to the sea
Talking to the trees
In my garden.

I listen to the wind
She is singing
She is howling.
She is whispering.
She is telling me
Her secrets.

Full moon;
Though clouds hide her face
I know she is there
Watching

The wind and the moon
And the Darkling Sea
Sing the song of the Solstice
The enchantment of the growing Son

The Son of the Sun
The Oaken King
The one who is all
But without her
Who is naught




The poem was written at exactly the right time of the year and has even more power for me because of it - hope you get as much pleasure from reading as I did when writing.

My garden stands about a mile from the sea and when it has been stormy the constant roar from the waves on the rocks can be clearly heard, add that into the mix your imagination provides and you too can stand in the garden to listen...

Illusions

I had hoped that I would have something totally new to put up today but it wasn't to be. Instead I delve back into my past, again, to offer you this poem - showing you, once again, where I seem to be for most of my life, in the...



Illusions 27 Oct 96

Under the light
Of a new full moon
Wishing that things were different

Knowing that
Even in the cold daylight
Of an autumn day
Things are never what they seem

Night is day
And day...
Who can really tell

Illusions sing and dance
And play the fool
Dare to pull the beard of the goat

That which we wish
May hap. Has hap!
Is already happening
Though not necessarily in the way
We wish

We wish




It is not such a bad place to be, provided that you have full awareness of the illusion and can play it for what it is and can slide from one to the other without causing ripples in everyone else's illusions of reality.

On that note...back again soon.