The near divine
Burnished moon, melancholy drive toward the blue stars
Lost in a night-dream, something is arising from the black veil
Here we are again, the vivacity of these spirits
walking in and out of my body
Who could make you more alive?
music that sends itself off from the ethers
the near divine which is always following us
the fate of your spirit in the many-theatres of your lo...
Saturday 13th July 2024 6:28 am
Flower of the five wounds
Sweet seeds, flower of the five wounds
Swallowing down passionfruit in the eve
The wine of the bassarids, a few midnight poems to the orphic
A garnet ring we made and inscribed ourselves
wild lovers it says, il testo per sempre
we are more than love and more than lovers
you who ask spirit to spirit for union
neither body, mind or dowry matter so
a treaty without words, dar...
Saturday 13th July 2024 6:27 am
Lady labyrinth (the silver zills)
These phantasms bordering on prayer
Of some lost changeling with kohl eyes
The disarray, melancholic and hellish beauty, still tempestuous
Wild eyed and without the doctors reason and rule
Because as you say of the ancient revellers, we may be satyrs now and again
Midnight talk of callings and ancestors, and the earth so souled and alive for us
the sea goes down into our ve...
Wednesday 13th September 2023 8:34 am
Sei la mia vita / preservation of a dream
I am ancient Etruria where the sunflowers still stand
Our little wooden house beneath the winding paths, the cypress and umbrella pines
On the old wooden chair outside I sit and read the poems of a venus year
The classic black rye and Swiss, and fruit from the village markets, one apple, one pear
I hear the wooden stereo blaring fado, I can hear their Portuguese yearnings for their ...
Tuesday 5th September 2023 1:27 am
Sunday phantasms
The flow of simple things
White gypsy skirts
embroidery and white-work
Silver circles from Rajasthan
artisanal huaraches walking slowly
The long green scarf as shawl
Sea ebbing in as we circumnavigate it
Persian poets painted on the wall
One lone hand beside it painted white
Deep purple açai spread with nuts and strawberries
Then we flee to the ramshackle books...
Monday 28th August 2023 8:51 am
Lang's Fairy Book in violet
Under these hanging trees of the cafe
I borrow you love poems and a song of despair by Neruda
I pass you my journal with its moon bodied poems,
it’s mystical cloth, it’s singing out
now we kiss though we barely know the other
Yet thousands of lives we have reached together till this point
hundreds of rebirths to bring two persons to ride in the same boat
it takes a thous...
Monday 28th August 2023 8:46 am
The Betrothal
You kiss the tops of my closed hands, the mottled scarf round, a hand-fasting
Where little triple diamonds sit, it stands like a marriage
Our walk round the sea brimmed with its longings and its blue remedy
I am peering into our brief lives like Ægir’s wife and her sea fury
what’s lost is lost
May the mead of poetry find me still
I make a new dream for us to take refuge from ...
Monday 28th August 2023 1:18 am
The cure all [ iasis]
Swimming like a siren in the wild sea
Gather shells to listen in closely
books to read nestled under the trees
Balsamic for the array of coloured greens
Songs from Spain to ease the spirit and dance the flame
Born again from fado blaring through the house
I see for the first time the lushness of the land
Passion enlivens where it lives despite
Slow walk toward the blue out...
Wednesday 12th April 2023 2:10 am
conte de fées [fairy tales]
Wooden folk puppets from Coppélia
the stained glass windows of heraldry
Those medieval leather boots by the door
This our little shepherds hut
Wooden chairs set with sea glass stones
Gold cups inlaid with mother of pearl
and dazzling opal just for us
Might someone think they drifted in from
Andersen’ s tales here in this house
Mosaic sign ‘the night poets house’ in ...
Saturday 8th April 2023 5:39 am
Eilean Leòdhais
The slow way we walk to
the edge of the sea
with fable, with Hallam
The kettle storms on the stove
welsh cakes and oat coloured
mugs of our favourite tea
I’ve collected shells far and wide
Despite the minch’s rage
to sit upon the old desk here
may it rain on forever
that we might light the pillar candles
beneath the wild moods of the skies
nurse our cares in sto...
Thursday 6th April 2023 12:44 am
Mirabel’s Labyrinth
My black diamond, with her
Russian goddess embroideries
Opening your circle
to my friends near and far
dressed in costume from corfu
and babbling about Egyptian magic
Reading you the sun princess by the fire
Tucked away out of the trap of death
The puppet queen, now you hold the strings
I will come back, renew and restore you
to life giving things
I’ll cherish, I’l...
Tuesday 4th April 2023 9:44 am
Grimoire
Gilded journal in azure for magical studies
The timber house for two, arcane music from the otherworld
Bruin wool blankets gifted from old friends
To keep us warm in this little enclave of dreams
basket of gala apples picked ripe to last us
Makeshift bed on the floor and the moorish lanterns lit
The sylph’s secrets in the paintings beside us enchanting our sleep
We have brough...
Friday 31st March 2023 3:56 am
The Celtic sea /
Hither and come in my silver boat earrings and wild hair
Reading Tristan and iseult in the border worlds
The painted little gypsy wagon by these periwinkle seas
Our long journey back to where we came from
The woodcuts are framed of sirens and alknost
I too am replete with birdsong that will make you forget yourself
Time too will be a map from where we are standing to a dreamed o...
Friday 17th March 2023 1:49 am
Bohemian bride
Turkish delight, rose scented with pistachios in a little wooden box
Velvet journals in midnight blue, brass pen that rolls on
my husband the lustful and fecund pan
An ideal for the Creatrix that I am
mermaid lore at the bank of the wild sea
fairy tale dresses in embroidered corsetry and cap sleeves
i heard people can grow sick without beauty
but not us who are in ever adornm...
Monday 13th March 2023 6:14 am
Venezia
The stone heart and the house of orio
In our little quarters by the sea-canals
Penning these night myths to book
Era una notte magica you say
these embroidered velvet dresses
The slouched beret with diamond brooch
The opulent gondola that carries us, magica you would say
Each passing bridge a pact, a kiss then to love forever
Drinking ombra and moving slow through Carnevale
...Wednesday 1st March 2023 5:12 am
imbellire
In your burgundy Theodora dress
Pinned with diamond paste brooch in the shape of star
Crow haired and orb eyed and looking me down
Your haughty voice that last lick of grandeur
The drawstring bag of an escapee and all your poetry books
To drive through the night playing Huron
Here in this little settlement of trees and lanes
Our old caravan that we shall home yet
Embellish ...
Monday 20th February 2023 1:23 am
Dream-Lore
At dusk, these books of dream lore
Records we made of our singing folk songs
Mediterranean verdure on ciabatta rolls
The wild sea on a Sunday afternoon
The vest I made you with appliqué
The genius loci of the valley
My spirited and tell tale drawings
Silver bangles with elegant borders and verse
Wild, dark haired and gothic beauty
Waking up with the bird’s songs
The w...
Monday 20th February 2023 12:29 am
erastís fantasmáton
The keen magic of these phantasms being born
The paintbrushes wrapped on the table
The canvases lining the hallway,
The paintings and their wild pathos enough for us to not go hungry for anything
Life that has been and is mysterious and passionate to its brim
My grand love setting its breath over the night
Writing these poems under a little flame
Figue sauvage - the last burni...
Saturday 18th February 2023 8:41 am
Gypsy bride.
When we walk to the river at nite with torches lit
Swim under Selene’s opal gauze and gaze
Then you’ll have words for me
Your hair water-bathed and eyes brilliant
When we go home to read Circe’s stories once more
Make love under a mythic sky
Then you’ll have words for me
The shoes I made, embroidered Cybele at the door
New books you bought me about ancient dream templ...
Saturday 18th February 2023 8:14 am
Divine inspiration
You had the dream-maker tell you riddles
You gave the way forward through your prophetic heart
We felt our way through what they call intuition
It is really the soul when it speaks
My magic is unceremonial, my turn is my own wand
When I walk I have wattage and the daoine sìth gather
My sea hymns are of certain instinct and make a good flood
Such as they seek of the river Boyne...
Tuesday 24th January 2023 5:23 am
No title yet
Moon-wise and heavy under the sea
Living down those lost depths
Sure footed, even marked for death
Terrible wind that befell you
Agony that you not once mention
Love in a pathless wood
The sea-house you search for
Paucity of words but not without melody
Not without fire and delirium to passion
Saturday 31st December 2022 1:22 am
Morena in the night
Your long dark and dead morena
Your wishbone heart with six senses
The wheel still spins its misfortune
These pagan nights which were the making of me
One that hides and one that sees in the dark
Diamond eyes and hidden in my body each one
These pagan nights, these pagan nights
Mysterious fuel this passion that drives me
And when they marked me for death
I drove ...
Saturday 31st December 2022 1:21 am
The mother of nine
The first request of that body of stars
From cursed light and clarity of day
What spirals now will spiral forever
On and on goes the spinning top
the ancient lore of those witches
The thread of that first rite
Erebus before he made his arrangements
Before you could climb La Scala Contarini del Bovolo and see
running in the dark toward reason
you who could shoot s...
Saturday 31st December 2022 1:20 am
ríonmháthair [queen mother]
Which mother of Eire are you this evening
As you talk in turns as other women
Raise your stake, take medusas throne
As the hordes redeem you and the charge of them makes way
Who is this Melpomene, ever up in arms
Some tragic beauty, the banríon drámaíochta
A decadent poetess and muse to all who observe from the bowl
These divine possessions, but this is your favourite
...
Saturday 31st December 2022 1:19 am
Hellia
When out from hellia
the matron of night
The firmament, the evening star
the colour wave of first delight
I feel no sanctuary myself in light
A sureness of the sun
Finds no commitment in me
I seek the æfnian, and chaos crowned
lux brumalis and the depths of poetry
The divine performance of passions
the play I partake in with our devestating fate
I am seeking the da...
Saturday 31st December 2022 1:16 am
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