The Druid Grove

by **Eoin Dubh** » 08 Jan 2005, 22:42

ENTRY

Walk with me

Walk with me in the misty morning
Walk with me 'neath the full moon's glow
Let me show how much I love you
Come with me my love tonight.

Walk with me in the chill of winter
Walk with me in the summer sun
Teach me love and understanding
Come with me my love tonight.

Walk with me in the green of springtime
Walk with me among autumn leaves
My love for you grows ever stronger
Come with me my love tonight

Walk with me throughout the cycles
Birth and death and birth again
You and I are ever lovers
Ever lovers, always friends

8/12/1985

by **Kat Lady** » 08 Jan 2005, 22:47

Eoin Dubh this is wonderful. Yet another great piece of work for me to ponder over.

by **Wolfwalker** » 09 Jan 2005, 02:09

(entry) The Karmic Native Mortality Wheel

Life, like a blazing fire is flung
against the cold silver-white screen of the winter:
Symbolizing our human defiance
of one of nature's cruelest recurring moments.
The circle of life to death, to life to death,
over and over again,
each passing season,
each passing year infused with pain.
The passing life-spirits of those we know and love
reflected and analogized in the changes of the seasons...
The birth is dawn, or springtime;
growth, the morning summer;
'autumn years' as the time when we most reflect our greatest fertility
of thought, words, actions and life... the harvesting season of life;
until we find ourself among our 'twilight years,'
moving into the chill winter night:
Our lives past their prime, thoughts closing in steadily, darkening,
awaiting the time when the sap withdraws from our limbs,
and we will shed our leaves, stripped bare of our finery,
standing cold and bare until our mortality decays beyond saving and fall,
whether with a mighty crash or subdued quiet shudder,
to return to the earth once more, returning to Earth Mother,
from which the Creator called us forth.
This is the way of life, and the way of death...
This is the circle of meaning between the worlds that defines all life.

PJS/Wolfwalker 08/01/05

by **Kat Lady** » 09 Jan 2005, 02:38

Peter:
I really like this one! Well done!

by **lotuswelcome** » 09 Jan 2005, 14:41

Thanks Morning Star, you are a sweet! :hug:

by **Wolfwalker** » 10 Jan 2005, 19:36

Thanks Kat.. it 'landed' on me in the span of about five minutes and never saw paper at all, just straight here to the thread. Awen be praised.
BB, Peter

by **Branbeith** » 11 Jan 2005, 11:36

Nature wept today
Over the senseless murder
That can only be attributed
To Illusion's greed

Is the paper chase
That is capitalistic blood
Giving life to faceless giants
Worth the price it costs

The giants rejoice
from their castles in the clouds
made from the life force and pulp
Of sorely missed friends

Trees were felled today
To make way for a shopping mall
The giants call it progress
I call it murder

by **Kat Lady** » 11 Jan 2005, 13:15

Woa! Bb this is very powerful!

by **Wolfwalker** » 11 Jan 2005, 14:53

Awen's Love Journey (entry)

I set foot to a path today,
knowing the climb will be a hard one;
a constant upward hand over hand scramble,
until I reach the first plateau, a resting spot.
And having paused but a few short moments,
pressed on again, driving upward into the unknown.
This is a new place for me,
never touched by my soul before,
and I feel fear and apprehensiveness
soaking from my bones.
The rests will be infrequent and too short by far,
from base to summit;
yet I must needs press on, nor shy away from my goal.
For without great effort what might be,
will never get to become,
gone before I reach there, if I should tarry too long in the lower reaches.
It is a prize more valuable than silver or gold,
a prize well worth the claiming;
It is Awen and it is love,
it is acceptance and submission,
rolled into the conquering of my own fear and inner turmoil.
It will be my victory day,
and the beginning of a new journey for me.
Whatever this mountains' obstacles may be,
I will not surrender or retreat,
For this is the fulfilment of a life's work,
completion of a journey and my hearts desire.
Awen and inspiration. Peace and one-ness. Life, love and resolution.

PJW-S 11/01/05 /|\

by **Kat Lady** » 11 Jan 2005, 17:50

Wow, Peter! You are on a roll now! I am very pleased to see you writing again.

This is going to be a real tough decision this time, Summerblooms.

by **starspawned** » 12 Jan 2005, 15:29

Time will tell
Mark my comings and my goings
Watch me spill out of the trees
Alone, un-beguiled...
Take me back to sunshine steps
And streams of ashen pine...
Hide me in a snowdrift
Numb and warm
Rime in my hair
Frosty eyelids...
Let me fall in ditches
Rippling brooks
And love.

by **Underground River** » 12 Jan 2005, 19:39

Eisteddfod

Oh good, another competition!
Joy races through my blood
Another chance to have an audiance
Listening to my work
And to the good works of others
My worthy competition
Respect in the air
Compliments flying
Nobody loses
We all win
Because Eisteddfods are so much fun
Audiance applauding, whistling, cheering
Bards smiling, creative bardic juices flowing
Ovates and druids remembering their time as bards
Some return to their creative selves and enter
The competitions too
Laughter, songs, poems, art work
All is enjoyed and appreciated
Nobody's work is destroyed
All works are recognized as good in some way
All people are seated and enjoy
The Eisteddfod!
Copyright by Phoenix December 18, 2004.
Phoenix

by **Wolfwalker** » 12 Jan 2005, 21:09

After Yule, the bards burst out,
thowing Awen's lines about;
you need not have feared Summer Blooms,
these contests are some bards' lives...
for as long as there's Awen and Eisteddfod
you'll find creative, competitive loons!

by **Kat Lady** » 13 Jan 2005, 04:07

Starspawned: Very nice indeed
UR: fun

by **FallingLeaves** » 13 Jan 2005, 18:53

I dreamt that
upon a hill
outside of
the city walls
one thousand druids
in unision
did Awen call

And city dwellers
raised their faces
some at last
aware of
their fall

And in grief
and joy
they did join
the druids
upon the hill
no longer small

As Awen flowed
through the mighty throng
they awoke the
next city along
never had there
been such a song

And Awen spread
across land and sea
and the blessed Earth
did shine so brightly
that Heaven's host
did come to see

by **Kat Lady** » 13 Jan 2005, 19:29

SB: Awensome!

by **Underground River** » 13 Jan 2005, 20:30

Hey, SummerBlooms, that really was awensome! :grin:

Phoenix

by **starspawned** » 13 Jan 2005, 23:07

Number 3 -

Quietened by the cosmos
One star-flavoured knight
Ridden out
Skelter-helter
Up the mazey mountain green.

Eyes thawing in the wind
Came Lancelot to her shrine
Petals flying in the gust and blow
On Tor Hill.

From these grave beginings..
Many openings
Many lives
To make the table whole again.

by **Ruthie** » 13 Jan 2005, 23:41

Friendship - ENTRY

A smart remark my interest sparked
My short reply shot in the dark.
So what began as just a lark,
Has linked two people far apart.

Two years have passed since that first line,
As we've wondered about the nature of time.
And the colors of sound, and hearing a lime,
Is this friendship part of the grand design?

We send parcels in the mail
oft with a giggle, and oft a wail,
and write every day without fail,
In conversations never stale.

We call each other on the phone
Our voices crossing five time zones.
Through both the laughing and the groan
Our friendship ever closer grown.

This summer we are finally meeting!
Two hearts' anticipation beating.
One mere week is far too fleeting,
Teary farewells so soon after greeting.

Our affection for one another
More than friendship, something other;
Quite intimate, but we're not lovers,
My friend has become my brother.

by **MorningStar** » 14 Jan 2005, 00:17

Wow it is gong to be so hard to make a choice this time. :brnbear:

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