Moments

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Everything in a slow dance. 

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Moments         -         14 Oct 22

Sacred moments

In a world of dream 

Tasting the essence 

Of the evening 

As it slips softly 

Past into 

The realm of night 

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Try to follow. 

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With Me

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Remembered images of the Holy Wells here in Cornwall. 

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With Me       -      16 Dec 20 

In the secret sacred places 

We are together always 

You share the waters 

With me as we drink 

From the well 

Where life springs 

Eternallly 

Spirits sing us 

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Magical days. 

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The Well

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An Haiku today.

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The Well   .   24 Oct 18

Call of the Sacred
Inspires me to reach in
Water from the well

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In this part of the country there are so many wells and springs, a lot of which are Sacred sites and healing wells.

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Harmony

This little piece feels, to me at least, like a cross between a poem and a blessing.  Take it how you will but ~ enjoy.





Harmony  -  13 Jun 13

Touch the place within
Where no one else has been
Keep the peace of you
In sacred harmony
With all

As I was preparing this to be posted a few little ideas crept into my mind, I'll let you know how they turn out.

Night Song

I was preparing for bed when Muse offered the first two words, I got into bed and wrote the first stanza on my phone.  I had finished and turned over to sleep when Muse showed me the first words of the second stanza ... here then is the completed work.





Night Song  -  14 Apr 13


Night song
Her words came sweetly
To me
Carried on a breath
Of wind
Her smile
Whispered
In her gentle sigh
Her eyes
Told me
Showed me
Her Love
For me

Dream dancing
She swept me
In sacred paths
To places that were old
Ancient yet new
Where she could show me
Her Love

After I had written the poem I slept and totally forgot what I had written ~ reading it when I woke I felt that it had been a good suggestion from Muse [nothing new here] and I am always listening for her whispers.

Labyrinth

This is the first esoteric, or even occult, poem I have written for an age.  I am rather pleased with the result.





Labyrinth  -  02 Apr 13


The labyrinth of the mind
Lies behind the secret doors
That hide the mysteries
In plain view

Wolf chants a lullaby
In ancient sacred words
Only the raven knows
The hidden meanings

Raven watches as we dance
The labyrinth and see
Vistas unfold to us
Circling ~ opening our minds

Wolf and raven leave a trail
Of words for us to follow
Beyond the labyrinth’s centre
Opens us to the mysteries

There may well be more of these poems somewhen soon.  Thank you Muse.

Seven-ring classical labyrinth of unknown age in Rocky Valley near Tintagel, Cornwall, UK. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)