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Solitaire Archer Jan 2011
Samhain's Eve With Friends

The Lady's light is ripe and full and orange
so heavy the sky can scarce bear her up
as I tread slowly tap tap my staff clicks
my feet in their hurry crush sweet maple and acrid fir underfoot
and the early evening mist grasps at bare tree limbs like heart broken suiters

It's an early celabration Samhain Eve
No Matter
tis me alone and of course The Lady
Slowly I find my stone grove and rest a bit ... price of a Crone
No musicians tonight
Ah the tape will do well enough
No Sisters tonight
too far to come obligations trick or treat ...
No Matter
Circle swept and Caste,Quarters called
next all in turn music soft but building
insence sweet shrouds me
Fire my element crackles and spits with blessed heat

Time to steppe the Circle
This Dance I know so well
This Dance I have taught and danced and dreamt it always

Eyes Closed Cleansing Breathe
Bells on wrist and ankles chime

Now swaying stepping Luna's great course across the sky
once this way next reverse
slowly gently all recedes
there is nothing now but
me and She
She Morghanna Isis Gaia Mother Maiden Crone
My Lady

The flute is faint and hard to hear now
but the drum is strong heartbeat strong slow and deep
suddenly there are voices far yet whysper close
so soft full of laughter and secrets
..ghostly hands Sisters past, lost to me and spirits new entwine with mine and voices long forgotten soar
So Sweet
and my feet so clumsy and slow seem to fly and I hear the flute in the chime of Her laughter

She Has Come
Welcome My Lady

I hear nothing now but the drum and the rush of the wind through my hair
The Drum The Sisters The Fire
and My Lady

Suddenly my step slows no longer is it sure
aware of the stones beaneath and my hand blest but a moment ago now feels the loss of my Sisters grasp
but we are never far from one another
no matter the side of the veil

I tire and stop
the night has waned
the tape has stopped..when I cant recall

Never Mind

Close the quarters with thanks
Sever the Circle
Douse the smudge
and

Thank The Lady for a
Samhain's Eve , with friends


Solita Arcanes ShadoeWalker 31/10/10
He said my eyes were intense;
He said I scared him...
But I know they are intense.
I know that I'm fierce.
They do follow you,
they look intense at you
like a Monalisa stare,
throwing hot insence
and daggers into your chest.
They make you reach, hold your breath,
pause and sight.
I have seeing it well...
But why do you fear my eyer.
Maybe because my glanze can read your soul
and turn you into a better man.
Pebbles Nov 2010
Dew falling on fairy faces
A child
Of pixie blood comes forth in understanding
Water coloured happiness
In a smile so serene

Naked moments
When only your truth is laid before you
Flutes of tears
Already wiped away
Candy tuff's  mixed with apple blossom
Serves my heart well
As i burn the insence
And meditate on
The moment of mine desire

Come slowly
Ever healing
Kneeling before
The magisty of life
Grand in your understanding

Two fairy tears I pay for your love
Deny me not
The magic of your years
For i will die without
The webs you weave
The threads you sew
And the pain you bleed

I can raise above myself
And raise you
Higher

Place your hand
In the hand of life
And believe
Just beleve
It should be so

I want
To dry your tears
Take away your pain
And kiss your
Silken cheeks

Come
Lets play on the wind
Slide down the sunbeams  
And whistle merry tunes in the wild
Let yourself be free
To hold my heart
Knowing it will not fall

Dew falling on fairy faces
A child
Of pixie blood comes forth in understanding
Water coloured happiness
In a smile so serene
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Morgan Jun 2013
You sewed your arms into the edges of my mattress. A year later the thread fell apart. You'd still wrap yourself in my sheets & lie awake counting imperfections in my ceiling tiles. But you were not a part of this place anymore and less and less you came around. I missed you. You wrote your name on every line and in every margin of my life but over time those letters had to efface. You were not a part of this place anymore and less and less you'd take ink to those old pages. I missed you. You synced your voice into my cellphone but over time it was consumed by static. You were not a part of this place anymore and less and less you'd call to say goodnight. I missed you.
But my heart is a melting ***
And I drained you out

He etched himself into my skin
He stretched his sleeves over my arms
He melted his knees into my thighs
He poured blue hues from his eyes into
the brown of mine
He left his lips on my teeth
He grew his limbs like branches of a tree all
over my bed frame
My mornings are coffee and cologne
And my evenings, insence and ****
I don't even know how to keep missing you
I'm sorry
Bryce Oct 2019
In the valley,
It is grassland and heat--
And God cooks the worms and the water beneath
Hides from his sight.

But there you are with me,
The smell of flesh and insence
The perfume of love and word
And this valley is no longer
Than a longing for you.

Would you step with me on these
Quaking soils
Laughing along warbling streams
Dancing on heated sands
Tracing likeness in the leaves
With me?

Hidden beneath the cloudless sky,
The air breathes life into this valley
And leads towards the sea.
You and me,
We together know where these
Sorry summits go--

To the sea,
You and me,

We trace our paths along the floor
Depressions and empty spaces where our legs were raised together
Where we moved together
Where we touched down to earth
Were we felt safety in its breast
Enough to clasp our hands as one
And not be unbalanced

Love,
This valley
The pathways
The mouth that ends our gaze--

This is but a grain of sand
The love I have for you
Is that ocean, cooled and new
On our bare skin it will tonic
And find rest in every section of you

And me,

I will be warmed by your body
I will splash between your fingers
I will glide along your hips
When you push against me

Fall into me and know that between the alien air,
Stand the safest sands
You have place to rest your feet
And buoyant,
Float your greatest vessel along the tip of me.

I love you.
It is this.
Aamir Mirza Jan 2018
Goodness is an essence
Found only insence personality.

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