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Sacred Well

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I remember I remember

Oh so many moons gone by

Centre stage, worshipped, beloved

A path worn to my foot of stone.

And flowers strewn.

 

Silent wise men drifted to me

Scattered seeds

In sacred query

Cast their runes

To get my answer

Read the entrails of a lamb.

Just to ask me who I am.

 

Blushing maidens shyly seeking

Lover’s name, who’ll be their partner

Drop pins in the well beneath me

Floating, seeking, just to tell them

If their love is true or no.

Pretty maiden do not go!

 

Older women came to see me

Carry babe or child in sickness

Will they live, oh can I help them?

I will help them if I can.

 

The moss within the well it glitters

With a cosmic radiation

Sparkles with a secret vapour

Thrumming with my ancient power.

 

Winter now, the path is muddy

Fewer folk now come to visit

Hang a piece of cloth or button

Shell, bus ticket, any token

All in hope to find a cure

For the ills that they endure.

 

I hope I stand here forever

In this corner of a meadow

Hidden in the spiky blackthorn

Showered with petals in bright may time

Remembered by a secret few.

 

 

◄ the lost glove

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John Aikman

Sat 12th Dec 2009 14:44

Sadly, I think it is the picture that set them off.

: )

Jx

<Deleted User> (6895)

Sat 12th Dec 2009 14:33

bloody men! eh Ann

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Ann Foxglove

Sat 12th Dec 2009 14:29

Honestly, this started off being about my deep and meaningful poem about a most sacred and ancient well - now look where we've gone and got ourselves - up innuendo creek without a paddle!

<Deleted User> (6895)

Sat 12th Dec 2009 14:24

Ann-overcome? is that with emotion,emulsion or fluids of another kind? pwhoar!-Stef

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Ann Foxglove

Sat 12th Dec 2009 14:07

Never had two proposals in one day guys - am overcome! xx (That's one each) ;-)

<Deleted User> (6895)

Sat 12th Dec 2009 10:47

yes,a state of other worldliness is where this poem takes me too,and oh! but to stay! love-all-your work Ann.as for marriage,would you be prepared to indulge in bigamy? the box of milk-tray is waiting-watch out sharks! Stefanova

<Deleted User> (7149)

Fri 11th Dec 2009 22:09

Ethereally beautiful. Yet lonely.
Jan

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Cate Greenlees

Fri 11th Dec 2009 21:07

I agree with winston, this one has an otherwordliness about it which is appealing.
Cate xx

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winston plowes

Fri 11th Dec 2009 19:42

Hi Ann
this had an etherial quality (esp at the begining) for me. great stuff.
Win

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Ann Foxglove

Fri 11th Dec 2009 17:34

No Thermo, you'd have to marry me first! ;-)))

<Deleted User> (7073)

Fri 11th Dec 2009 14:30

The Well of Souls Foxglove ;-) I would drink my fill ;-)) yet not put my finger into your beguiling flower ;-)
TC X

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