I found this poem that I had written a while back. I thought I would share it with those of you who like words. I have discovered that it's delicious if you say it outloud. Yum. It's original title is One Last Kiss, but it kinda tells me it doesn't want a title. I dunno....
Twilight eyes tell bewitching lies
and in this realm all's swallowed
All kings tools beguiling the fools
A heart was carved hallow
Love shames past never last
torn low into everafter
On a corner alone to mourn her
Echoes of the laughter
Enter the flame safe to know their game
and emotion clouds your sight
Hands grab while daggars stab
at your heart to steal the light
Lastly he came shows no shame
and into the fire he leaps
Dances lightly visits nightly
and threatens he is for keeps
Guards the heart torn apart
saves sanity from the abiss
Lies down releases his crown
and grants her one last kiss
Monday, July 14, 2008
Saturday, July 12, 2008
The Coming
Last night I dreamt a horrible dream where there was a man. This man hated me and I do not know why, I only know that no matter what I did he would blame me and make all of the other people hate me also. Over and over his words would shroud me like the filth of coal after working the mines and there was nothing I could do but to stand there and take the shame that the people bestowed to me. The pain of this dream was so deep that when I awoke I made myself go back to sleep with the hopes of healing my pain, and this is what happened.........
I helped my mother walk my grandmother into the motel room. We still had baggage to carry and my animals to take in, but I wanted to make sure my grandmother was able to rest. After all was brought in I showered and changed into a dress made of a material that felt like mist against my skin. My dog, a large breed that seemed to be a sheppard, rested on the bed I was to sleep in. My two cats, one that I recognized as my familiar in the mundane world, and the other a siamese, both stood sentinal on either side of me. We were waiting.
Three women, of all ages walked in and started settling into the room as if they were staying with us as well. I sat and watched as they brought in their belongings and began to unpack. The eldest of the three was extremely thin with translucent white hair. Her eyes were a milky blue from years of seeing time pass. The other two, although of different ages, looked alike with flaming auburn hair and the sharpest of steel blue eyes that I have ever seen. I didn't know these women and I had no idea of their intentions, but I was curious. I still sat on my bed, but leaned back far enough to be able to stroke the fur of my cats, and watched as my mother began talking with the two younger women. The older one sat silent, just as my grandmother sat. The words that were spoken were unclear to me but the lulling of their voices was intoxicating and spread a welcoming vibration from the base of my spine up through my torso, and out my arms and the top of my head. I don't know how long we all continued this way but later as my mother and the woman that was her age began talking I watched the youngest of them rummage through a black bag. She sat down at the small desk and pulled out a book about Egypt. There was a sphinx on the cover. I leaned down towards her and exclamed that I had that book too! Then she pulled out another book on Egypt and I said I had that one also. All the women in the room stopped and smiled at my excitement. They all seem so joyfull in my telling them this that I feel almost guilty to admit that I own neither book in the mundane world. Does this mean that I should find these books or that maybe they will find me and become part of my magical library? I was so perplexed over the fact that I lied about owning these books that I woke up.
I have so many questions about both of these dreams and their purpose to me. First I'm filled with so much shame, then so much wonder. I was able to return to sleep and then bring all of these significant women into my being. The animals are important for me to consider because I am connected to our animal spirits by my heart and soul. Bast is here also and I thank her again....again, for coming to me so vividly. She is not shy!
This dream means something. Something is coming.
Blessed be!
I helped my mother walk my grandmother into the motel room. We still had baggage to carry and my animals to take in, but I wanted to make sure my grandmother was able to rest. After all was brought in I showered and changed into a dress made of a material that felt like mist against my skin. My dog, a large breed that seemed to be a sheppard, rested on the bed I was to sleep in. My two cats, one that I recognized as my familiar in the mundane world, and the other a siamese, both stood sentinal on either side of me. We were waiting.
Three women, of all ages walked in and started settling into the room as if they were staying with us as well. I sat and watched as they brought in their belongings and began to unpack. The eldest of the three was extremely thin with translucent white hair. Her eyes were a milky blue from years of seeing time pass. The other two, although of different ages, looked alike with flaming auburn hair and the sharpest of steel blue eyes that I have ever seen. I didn't know these women and I had no idea of their intentions, but I was curious. I still sat on my bed, but leaned back far enough to be able to stroke the fur of my cats, and watched as my mother began talking with the two younger women. The older one sat silent, just as my grandmother sat. The words that were spoken were unclear to me but the lulling of their voices was intoxicating and spread a welcoming vibration from the base of my spine up through my torso, and out my arms and the top of my head. I don't know how long we all continued this way but later as my mother and the woman that was her age began talking I watched the youngest of them rummage through a black bag. She sat down at the small desk and pulled out a book about Egypt. There was a sphinx on the cover. I leaned down towards her and exclamed that I had that book too! Then she pulled out another book on Egypt and I said I had that one also. All the women in the room stopped and smiled at my excitement. They all seem so joyfull in my telling them this that I feel almost guilty to admit that I own neither book in the mundane world. Does this mean that I should find these books or that maybe they will find me and become part of my magical library? I was so perplexed over the fact that I lied about owning these books that I woke up.
I have so many questions about both of these dreams and their purpose to me. First I'm filled with so much shame, then so much wonder. I was able to return to sleep and then bring all of these significant women into my being. The animals are important for me to consider because I am connected to our animal spirits by my heart and soul. Bast is here also and I thank her again....again, for coming to me so vividly. She is not shy!
This dream means something. Something is coming.
Blessed be!
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