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SOMEDAY

No clock is set, no horn is blown;
the path is cleft by unseen hand.
The hour is lost, the stone unshown,
no foot may mark where ends the land.

It bides behind the blood and bone,
through bitter frost, through burning rain;
it hears no oath, it heeds no moan,
it knows no pity, spares no name.

A thousand boasts, a hundred cries
are scattered like the chaff and seed.
The proud are fell...

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ritual   cosmic law   mortality   fate   inevitability   solemn   ancient   grave tone

Blue Moon

This tidal,
ebb and flow
of our own
mixed feelings
as a solution,
salted tears …
we are 60% water
with
these waves of emotion

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moon   newmoon   fullmoon   ritual   magic   magick   spiritual   spirituality   metaphysics   metaphysical   god   occult   nature   love   poetry   poet   poem   poems   writing   writer   fashion   makeup   beauty

Blue Moon

This tidal,
ebb and flow
of our own
mixed feelings
as a solution,
salted tears …
we are 60% water
with
these waves of emotion

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moon   newmoon   fullmoon   ritual   magic   magick   spiritual   spirituality   metaphysics   metaphysical   god   occult   nature   love   poetry   poet   poem   poems   writing   writer   fashion   makeup   beauty

MUSHROOM SUNDAY the return of Yolanda

Sacred day sunday cathedral as always 

We walked in a new way 

This time inside 

I met a Welsh reverend 

He bought me a present 

Well he payed for a present I chose for my love 

Observed art work in there 

Preserved well and kept there 

Gargoyles and fairies  

Oh spirit of love 

My twin flame my best mate 

Oh righteous our breastplate 

 

Truth round my waist ...

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Mushrooms   sunday   ritual   Armour of god

Messiah Of The Fields

Messiah Of The Fields

 

They left me hanging on a cross

The saviour of the summer crops

Just rag and straw so no great loss

My blood is in the wheat and hops

 

I faced the black and vicious hoard

Their coal cruel eyes and sharpened beaks

I am the ragged overlord

Who scares the crow yet never speaks

 

They pray to me to save their soils

From dark boned devils ...

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ancient ritual   death   guardian   life   messiah   rebirth   religion   resurrection   ritual   saviour   scarecrow

Ritual

Ritual

 

It is a grey morning

I am awake early

The backdoor is open

And cool air enters the kitchen

My father is on his knees

Scrubbing a wire brush

On the fire grate

Newspapers on the floor

He takes a rag

And pours black lead

Onto the stiffened fibres

Then he smears it

Onto the scrubbed surfaces

He balls up the newspaper

And throws it on the hearth

...

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NaPoWriMo2018   day 30   off topic   hearth   fire   lighting fire   morning   litchen   ritual

The Servant

There's a park near me where

You see beings on two legs with plastic bags

Who wait patiently on smaller beings

With four legs and a tail before

Bending down to retrieve

A pile of waste extruded from the latter and

Put it in their pocket or

Carry it with some ceremony to a nearby

Receptacle.

If a Martian landed

What would it make of the

Ritual and

If so inclined,

...

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servant   martian   ritual

I push away the ending of the day

 

I push away the ending of the day

 

when I gaze in the mirror

cleaning my teeth

back and forth  

back and forth

repetitive motion, much like the day’s comings

and goings, 

a reflection of the darker side of boredom 

 

when the house feels not like a home,

so very still and empty of life,

I hear the cars passing on the freeway,

miles away,

while all is...

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longing   night   ritual

Sacred Path

Sacred Path

 

we walked the ancient path together

where ancestors had worn the land

into a waypoint to the barrow

 

carefully observing rituals and customs

under azure skies we stumbled on our way

across this land of Albion

 

the hops the wheat the barley

bowing heads in solemn recognition

of the passing of souls

 

as we walked we talked of many things

...

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afterlife   belief   burial   friendship   grief   loss   ritual   journey of life   death

INSANITY'S BAR

The lights are dim,

The band plays loud,

The audience are the usual crowd.

There's John and Jim against the bar,

Commenting on the lead guitar.

Leanne sits with her best mate Sam,

Shouting over the music, how she loves her man.

Her man, Brad, is at another table,

Flirting with a lass named Mable.

Then Wobbly Bob staggers over the floor,

Empty glass in his hand as he o...

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bar   drink   drinking   insanity   music   people   ritual   weekend

Pure O

Pure O

 

Light On

Light Off

Light On

Light Off

Go to the door

 

Oven

Switched off

Oven

Switched off

Go back to the door

 

Go out

Turn key

Turn away

Go back

To lock the door

 

Sit down

In car

Get out

To check

Locked door

 

Four pens

In line

Adjacent

Squared off

Did I Lock The D...

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Pure O   OCD   anxiety   compulsion   ritual

The Cocoon

The curtains a cocoon

which I have outgrown

crushing me

though I dare not venture out

my wings maimed

by an internal eternity.

 

Some days they open

as the sunlight shines

and snow falls

yet it remains a parallel world

a door to an unfamiliar universe

remains locked.

 

Even inside plates pile up

like a porcelain possum

they ...

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Cocoon   Depression   Anxiety   Agoraphobia   Internal   Dreams   Reality   Fear   Urban   Green   Nature   Life   Existence   Humanity   Ritual   Hopes   Peace   Strife   Paradox

Temple of Fiddes

Temple of Fiddes

An Invocation

 

In a trance, amid the heady fumes of burning laurel

Sage leaves flame, crackle, bend and twist upward

Down from the mountain top
And out of the field, flock to us now
Out of your sacred precincts, to your grove
Of elder trees, and your altars
Smoking with incense, dripping with honey

Where cold, whisp’ring water flows
Throug...

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ritual   archaic

Bloodstream

photo credit: Bill Cottman

Bloodstream

There were no sardines

Until captured fish were labeled that

Entrapment / dismemberment

Gets embedded in knowledge

ImproviXation is necessary

Because rote of daily living

Is institutional

Acting as samurai



Often affords escape from

Captivity and sardine cans

Courage is culture

Memory of struggle lives in blood

Duend...

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duende   improviXation   miscegenation   ritual   samurai   sardines

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