VOTE! 2009 BELTANE/SAMHUINN SHORT POEM

[Earthwoman]

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[Corvin]

Everyone Bleeds
Metaphorically Speaking

Eventually
the inevitable happens
to us all.

Wealth and status
cannot protect
indefinitely.

On that day
you too may grasp for shards
of what was
or what might have been.

At that point
you may notice
in life
sometimes
we cut our fingers.

[pangurban]

Beltaine.

Silently owls, nights phantoms hunt
Along hedgerows which lie as yet
Untouched by the suns effulgent rays,
All is shrouded in shades of grey.

Hunting for scurrying mice foraging
Among the hedgerows undergrowth.
Lured out by natures burgeoning growth,
Unaware of the death that awaits them.

Perched above in Hawthorn boughs
Pendulous with snow white blossom.
Bedewed with mornings tears
Shed by natures gentle heart.

But this Beltaine morn the sun will return
And shine on Owl and Mouse alike.

Pangur-ban Beltaine 2009

[Jingle]

The Other Side of the Hill

Over there in the distance
On the unexplored side of the hill
Looms the future
Humilis Cumuli
Cast shadows on the meadow
The pathway is steep

Over there in the distance
Behind the looming hill
Is landscape unseen
Ovis Bovidae
Graze in the meadow
The pathway is obscured

Over there in the distance
Beyond the landscaped hill
Is the unknown
Apis mellifera
Flies over the meadow
The pathway is below

Over there in the distance
Atop an unknown hill
So much to explore
Alis aquilae
Behind is the meadow
The pathway is a memory

~Jill Evans 2009

[wilde]

The Goddess

Through the dormant forest she softly treads
The grass awakens beneath her bare feet
The ferns and wildflowers unfold in the wake
Of her trailing fingers

Arms open she embraces the reawakening
The song of the returning birds
The whispering of the Oaks and Elms
The gentle kiss of spring sunshine on her face

In the Sacred Grove she stands
Radiating life and light, peace and solace
The forest rejoices, and is healed
And she continues on once more
Bringing with her all the blessings of life

[City Druid]

Rise with me

Awake with you
awake with you we will
awake to life with you

come rise with me
come shine my king
send down your golden rays

come warm our hearts
and thaw the ice
come vitalise our ways

bring warmth with you
and melody too
come and waken up our days


Tim Hall









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[Shaun Hayes]

A Druids Song

I am the servant at the temple door
I am the Raven, I am the claw

I am a priest from far Atlantis
I am the wisdom of the Praying Mantis

I am the teller of the magical lore
I am the Shaman on the sunset shore

I am the Merlin serving his queen
I am the healer of the terrible dream

I am the one who calls out your name
I am the Druid, guardian of the flame

I am the circle around the great lake
I am the wanderer who stands at the gate.

[Aurora]

Daylight

Daylight comes
whether we want it to or not.
No more hiding,
evading,
of truth and lies.
Known now to all,
but not alone
in revelation.

[Corwen]

This poem is environmentally friendly being made entirely from recycled folk tune titles.


The Same Old Story (Keep your Wife at Home~ En Dialogue duo et trio)


The Cross Eyed Fiddler: Did you ever see the Devil Uncle Joe?

Old Joe Clark: I have a wife of my own!

The Cross Eyed Fiddler: I know not whether to laugh or cry,
I buried my wife and danced on top of her.

Old Joe Clark: Twas a shame to whip your wife on Sunday.

The Cross Eyed Fiddler: Now winter has gone
Fain I would
Kiss your partner,
Catch and kiss the romp,
Kiss the Maid behind the barn,
Merrily kiss the Quaker's Wife,
A la mode de France.

Old Joe Clark: Stay as you are old Rogue,
Gin ye kiss my wife, I'll tell 't minister.

The Cross Eyed Fiddler: O Faith then I will (says the Fiddler).
Wasn't she fond of me?
Mary, do you fancy me?
(The Maid peept out at the window)
Yonder she goes!
Where are you going my pretty maid?
Going to the well for water?
Will ye run awa wi me?
Follow me down to Carlow?
Biddy I'm not jesting!
If the sea were ink
If all the world were paper
If I had heeltips under my shoes
I'd be a good boy...
Love won't you marry me?

epilogue:

The Cross Eyed Fiddler: Bloody oul' hag, is it tay you want?

[wyeuro]

AVATAR

When I broke the membrane of this roaring world,
broke, spilling, with my head and clawing fingers
out of the time-long oppressive tunnel of mother-muscle
between the roaring stars and the ground,

what had been holocaust
being now
a scatter of glitter into soft shine ************************
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which is close-up a pounding power
of ocean on a shore thrumming with threat,

made me
with the roar of my tunnelling muscle
shatter violence:


I, being ocean, sucked milk ---------------------------------------




wyverne /|\

[owl*light]

Phoebus Fell

Dusk has drawn his veil upon the Earth,
The curtain unto the Evening ante-chamber.
Phoebus struggles, final talons grappling forth,
As the East Wind blows him unto her foe.

Croaky voiced birds chant in lucid tongues,
As the Sun God cadaverously falls.
The Mountain desists from reaching out to cradle his descent,
As his final breath escapes upon her precipice.

Storm clouds gather in gauche amusement,
Leering as Lightning inflicts her coup de grace.
And sadly does Orion lead the cortege,
As half twinkling stars mourn the patricide.


~ Galdorcraeft

[Maena]

Picnic

Between the shady and the bright
Reclines a place of sheer delight

Where all can be as it be
Where all can see unbiasedly

Seas fingertips reaching to the air
Shifting woolly clouds toward the sun

Goldfinch sings in afternoon tranquillity
A plaid spread between the shady and the bright

To share a space and time outside the game
In deep waters
In warm earth
In heart song
Free to wander from form to form

To feel the ripples traversing
In calls of reflection

A place to be what you are
Till it’s time to go again
To be what you must

Though echoing deep long through

Between hawthorn and lofty blue
Lies a place of uncurling you

[Bronzewing]

Rare Optimism

We’re in the kitchen doing dishes
There’s no detergent left
I suck some water into the bottle and shake it
Scrooging for the last dregs
Some little bubbles blow out

No great miracle you say
But they hang in the air
Float slowly around the kitchen
Around our marveling heads
Like a miniature universe
And we are giants
Or gods

Perhaps it was the humidity
(It probably was)
But I think

I prefer to think
That the bubbles
Remained there
Floating
Hanging
Magically defying Newton
Just for us
Just to give us the sensation
Of being large in the universe
Just for once

[Melhael]

Concord, by Melhael

At last! Tall vines and walls entwine and grow.
They rise along the metal bone and vein,
Where pulses and cascades the Human flow,
Through stone and flesh, on live terrain.

The grass, a verdant mantle of thin blades,
Has laid a blanket on the concrete road,
For now, behold: within the urban glades,
The squirrel and the deer took up abode.

Both beast and man must eat and breathe the air;
Inhale, exhale and dream below the moon.
Then into night an earthly fate they share,
Wherein their needs and deeds at last attune.

No discord stands between machine and wood:
The trees and steel may live in peace for good.

[Panas]

The Artist

The artist smiles, as sunlight plays across the vista of her mind,
Chalk and paint rubbing creative shoulders like old friends.
Leaning forward now, she falls into emotive colour blends,
Inspiration finding her, where others would be blind.

Creation prances swirling strokes, like woodland deer,
Crimson blends with snowflake just beneath the skies.
Smoky liquid blue stands still reflected in the artist’s eyes,
Her dream unfurling cross the page so clear.

Realising dreams is how the artist lives her days,
She dares to risk the torture of the lonely soul.
Breathing life into the moment, making whole,
Forging natures hues through dreamscape velvet haze.

[DaRC]

Windering Tree
What is the alchemy of windering tree
to transmute such ire without a needful pyre?

When lonely travail on the hammerhead trail
strikes my melancholy heart with cutting hail
the trees reach out - oak, hawthorn, beech and sprout
forth inside. Great buds of joy bring forth a shout
of wonderous glee when only talking tree
does bring a smile upon a lonely mile.

When forced to wander with a bitter mind
that youthful trauma enforced with daily grind
t'was in the shelter of familiar woods
that groping memory finds the same old goods;
that wonderous glee, found in talking tree,
the fledgling smile upon the lonely mile.

Such wise chemistries belongs in the trees,
the transformational power, from dust to flower,
is better in the branches than human tranches.
Yet their generosity is wonderful to me
budding forth such glee discovered with the tree
the returning smiles over everlasting miles.

P.S. Windering = a made up word to describe the motion of tree's in the wind

[Aegle]

Youthful Ponderings

Humanity holds out its hand
To destinies as firm as sand
To bite the limb of which it fed
To bite the limb and end up dead
To cross the border, do you dare
To bask in sunlight unaware
Of death, of doom, of mutilation
(Beliefs and morals make a nation)
So of which side, where do you stand
As conflicts now are not for land

When I am old and seeped of might
I'll tell the children of the plight
And they will do as I have done
They'll turn their faces t'ward the sun
Away from past and futures rough
Today exists, that's good enough
Though one day they will reach an age
When they too will become a sage
When they too meet both rage and war
As history repeats once more

[serenarian]

Water

seed-life
Father's tears
Count the years

life-drop
soundless, seeming silk
Mother's milk

soul-cell
droplet soaring
New day dawning

Eala Serenarian

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