2005 BELTANE/SAMHUINN SHORT POETRY ENTRIES

[NimrodelKali]

Hi all,

I wanted to post this, it's a poem that was inspired a couple of weeks ago when I was working with the Raidho rune, I don't know if its entirely appropriate for here, but as a poster said, its about sharing a part of yourself, so here goes. :: Deep breath ::

Raidho

Ride, ride, thundering echoes on the desert plain
As the earth trembles with purposeful strides,
Put your ear to the green earth, hear the resonating thud, the
Savage purpose, the fierce and joyful battle cry.

Leave the strategic planning to the statesmen, to Odhinn;
To the caged, aged crones, sat at flimsy laws
Leave the planning to the inspired, the Ansuz thinker,
We are Raidho, we act, grow, move – we don’t stagnate.

We seize the task, we run with it.
We ride to battle, in chase of heroic acts
We are the eternal journeyman, the warrior, the hunt.

We are Raidho.


Thanks for listening all! Oh and I loved the poems I've read here, they touched me, all in a deeo way, amazing stuff

[Brihanna]

The Silence.

Silence
Total silence
Cold, dark, alone
Where am I?
Cold, dark, alone
In silence
Softly, sweetly
I hear a sound
Slowly, surely
I see a light
Softly, surely
I feel a touch
I open myself and feel
Your warmth, light and music
Within me, around me, a part of me.
Your music opens my soul,
I spread my wings and fly
Searching for the source
And find it within.

[Ki No Ronin]

Soooo many great entries.

I will be Happy if Ancient Raven-San and I make Top Five.

KNR

[Brihanna]

It is such a pleasure to be able to view the creative efforts of so many.

Genuinely, it has been a privelidge to be able to share what others have offered.

Bri

[MaiaElan]

This is how I feel when my luvverly man gets fruity


'Lost and Found'

I breathe in this heady smell of flowers
And as I appreciate these birthday blooms
You are suddenly beside me and I feel you
Touching my neck, so soft, like a feather
I close my eyes, tilt my head, smile a little smile
Just for you
When I feel your lips on my skin
I melt a little inside
When your hands explore my body
I feel lost
When your arms wrap tight around me
I feel found
When you take me in the moment
And I feel you deep inside
My heart and soul dance in fire
And when I open my eyes
I see you feel it too
I share with you my deepest waters
My darkest places
And you love me
You worship me in that fleeting moment
Which, for me, is suspended in the hourglass
As I absorb this energy
As I merge with passion
I give you a part of myself
When I breathe your breath
I submerse myself in you
And as the circle turns
I worship you
And you are lost in me

Maia Elan xx

[Ki No Ronin]

Konnichi Wa to All:

Ancient Raven-San, my DruidPath.com Tomodashi, and Co-Author of my Entry has sent me a very interesting PM where he makes an observation about Our Poem.

It goes:

Dear Ki No Ronin do you know what is hidden within the poem?
3 things
the Ki of the Ronin.
the eye of the poet
the soul of the Earth

The "K"ey is joined to the lock
The "I"nside is the Endless Cycles of Nature
Our "N"ature is joined to all Life
in "O"penness, Freedom and Light

Our "R"ooms are joined into a house
but "O"nly Honour will make it a sound Structure
The "N"ow is joined to all Time
as "I"ntuition joins Mankind's Intent with the Goddess's Might
and "N"ow is ever in the present
as "S"tars are joined to the night
"A"nd understanding joins one to another
"N"ow is the Time for Worshipping
all Trees, Plants and Nature
ever under sea,earth and sky

[MaiaElan]

Quest

Be you Bard
Be you Ovate
Be you Druid
Clad in the Spirit of Awen
Listen to the whispered secrets
Listen to the ancient trees
To the land
To The Spirit
To the seamless sky
Ask only one question
That is Why

[MaiaElan]

'Name'


I am here, breathing, knowing, willing
My truth remains the same always
though my awareness of it is ever changing

I take a step and find myself seeing another view
my perspective dances into the starlight
and as the sun warms my heart
I find myself noticing sounds I did not know I had heard

I smile as I realise my freedom
that no name in this place will be true to my being
My essence breathes truth into my awareness
and I take no name

If I take this one, you see me this way
If I take that one, you see me that way
If I join here, you welcome me
If I join there, you question me

and spirit sees me as I am

Shakespeare knew it too, the rose smelling sweet by any other
I am me and my name is unfathomable
My heart is safe and beautiful, in my freedom
Dancing in the ever changing light and resting in the all embracing dark

Call me beautiful, ferocious
Call me kind and aware
Call me fastidious, impulsive
Call me passionate and beguiled
Call me by any other and I bleed in fire just the same
By any other name, I still desire
I dance my spiral spinning solace in the water
Gaia holds me, whilst moonlight bathes me and sunlight feeds me
I ask that you do not cage me with a name

[Lizzy]

Nice work MaiaElan!

[Underground River]

Thanks to Crow for helping me remove one entry and substitute it with this one. My poem Hot Chocolate is in Poetry and Writing but not in the competition. I wasn't going to switch them, then I decided that since people actually seemed to like this poem for some reason I would put it in here. Thanks again, Crow!
Unhappiness

A feeling slips over my mind
Strangely mournful, but undefined
Tears in the eyes do not know why
Why why, must I cry?
There is nothing wrong today
But sadness upon the heart does weigh
I cannot understand or explain
This sense of sadness and of pain
My fingers stretch out, try to clasp
The blurry thought I cannot grasp
I feel myself begin to drown
Into this unexplained frown
The waters of sadness are deep and dark
Not touched by the sun's happy spark
I try to rise, but find I cannot
So I give up the day to unhappy thoughts.
Copyright by GreenDruid April 8, 2005.
GD

[Crow]

The following poem was written by Willowmist and was incorrectly placed in the Long Poetry Competition. It has been moved here by the moderator.


Moderator

untitled
written: 2003
By Willowmist

All is dark and still, I speak of that which is nothing.
Nothing is seen, nothing is heard, there is no place, nor time.
Time or any of these words that beings use to describe, cannot be.
Be this then a silent message to none, for none are listening.
Listening is for the Wind who caries voices over the land, without asking a dime.
Dime, it is a curency which society gives power to--Cast it into the sea!
Sea of thoughts, right and wrong do ebb with the pull of perception.
Perception is as diverse as the life we allow to be crushed.
Crushed will be our home, a waist-land of ruins.
Ruins are all that is left to tell the ancient stories, of lies and deception.
Deception is the cloak which society uses to keep us hushed.
Hushed are the insolent ones who work only for monitary welth.
Welth is abondant in Nature, just open your eyes in my direction.
Direction is freely given, mearly ask and don't feel rushed.
Rushed are we by the shortness of time, we forget our health.
Helth is thought to be physical and mental, but what of the health of the Spirit?
Spirit is being traped and confined, I hear its cry for respite!
Respite is sought by many, some within forests, some within their self.
Self is a concept of being-what we are not, but still wishing.
Wishing and hoping does little to right our great crime!
Crime is another word from society-it grows like a corupted tree.
Tree is what I am, who fell alone--to give to thee a shelf.
Shelf of my heart and wisdom of my dieing breath sent upon the Wind.
Thine to be, a gift bequethed, only if thou wilst listen.

[Lobo]

Dreaming at Dusk.

Here come your vices hand in hand, a chain of passions with a plan
To chase your fears, to race your tears, to face your lost forgotten years,
Insecurities, obscurities, come laughing, teasing, joking
Guilt surfs in, on waves of skin, you touched, your sin invoking
Lies and cheats, are served as meats, for gluttonous devouring
Gnawing the bones, of nasty tones, once used to hurt the cowering
Infidelities, singe ill at ease, the hairs brushed long and flowing,
Specialities, flesh frailties, thrust a musty, carnal moaning,
Fetish itching, perversion twitching, deviancy for indecency
Let go! It shouts, your conscious routs, perhaps I’ll ask - just to see…
The snorting dribble, a cavorting nibble at the neighbour’s pillow wife
Wrapped in silk, you steal the milk, and honey into your life
Possessions, obsessions, indiscretions, tattoo an aura’s faint impressions
Stains and smears, on satin clears, the routes for pipers witness flutes
That rings the tunes, of stinking rooms whose windows gape half open
And we all can see, quite perfectly, the faults and flaws unspoken.

L.

Got a bit zoned into some Dylan Thomas earlier this week and it made me think of this.

[celticwaters]

Watching the blackbirds building their nest ready for the chicks got me to write this, as the clouds at a really beautiful dusk got me to get the paintbrushes out again too, so I couldn't resist posting, and am really glad I just made the deadline!

Birth

Curled up in the solid cold, in the sweet-scented earth,
I feel the snow melting around me as spring announces her birth,
Melting water nourishes the earth, touching my roots as they raise,
Joining the creatures and plants lifting to the fresh light their face.

Gathering, nesting, in the gentle warm breeze of day,
Singing filling the air as the winged anticipate their brood,
Large eyes see the world for the first time in spring’s soft light,
Beltane bringing tender wings the strength to take flight.

Silky-furred, wet-nosed, bright-eyed, nestling young,
Watching them scamper as they play and roll and run,
Delicate paws nourishment taking from the cornucopia of the field,
The wheel of life turning in balance with nature’s everlasting yield.

Cat

[Underground River]

OMG!
Lobo, yours was awesome! My fav line is:
Wrapped in silk, you steal the milk, and honey into your life
CelticWaters, I loved yours also. My fav line is:
The wheel of life turning in balance with nature’s everlasting yield.
Please stop entering such great works or mine won't have a chance.
GreenDruid

[celticwaters]

Many thanks Underground River. Yours is great! Cat

[Crow]

The following poem was written by Winter spirit elf and moved here by the moderator.

Splinters

Fragments of a dream long past;
I did not imagine such a vast
And lonely emptiness would engulf me,
I imagined that dream would last.
Shards of grace and beauty lost
Like footsteps on a winter's frost
Lying silently upon the ground,
Despair, deceit, discomfort all around.
Like ice, like knives, like sharp blades of grass
Memories live, but never pass
Beyond the space my soul has made
Beyond the price my soul has paid.
Splinters sharp within my heart
Remind me of the very part
Of me that once was part of you
Of splintered dreams that were never true.