Welcome to the online journal of a pair of Quaker Pagans.
Wonderful! For Brigid I posed a Mary Oliver poem, seeing as I don't do much poetry writing myself :)http://thewheelandthedisk.blogspot.com/2011/02/brigid-goddess-of-poetry.htmlHappy spring!Alyss
Bearing Water for Brigid Sketches for a water vessel --bottle and message elide on waves.Voice of Brigid calls. All who hear: Imagine.Exposed to wind, to grit, to rainand hail,rock faces erode. VesselDesignated fixed spaceSacrosanct container Conveyor through fluidseparatesFluidityCreates place, surface to paint.Amusement;diffusement of emotion,beatitude, foment of dueling farce. Harsh edges polished,pure colorsblend in the dark.Brief infusion of giddy illusionglows just enough to guilefully entice.Sparkling Neural net smiles,a secretclue revealingpurpose, meaning,engageswild eternal child,ages' flamboyant fool,GloriousMuse (Voice rains from within) A wound is a sacred vessel.Pain carves into fleshsense memory;carries the seedof its own demise.Sentienceengulfed in lifelearns anew to be whole. Wounded with the potential for wisdomwhen eyes are are pried from seeping, sucking, sufferingaching to censure what future we admire.Redefine the schizm.This wound is our project.To heal, discover the vision;realign the seam to fit self-framed landscape. Let loose that genie of desire.Ride rushing blood streams. Build a roaring pyre of grief,insane belief in wrathfilled deities.Revile that old refrain: "life is pain" or a gameto be lost.No Faustian bargain.Just a rambling adventuredaringto exploreessence of ecstasy.Don't wait for the rest to seeand demur.Stretch your sail.Take sight of your guiding star.The only failure is self-denialin favor of the vile liethat pain is destinyinstead of faithful friendlending energyfor change. Slice vivid memories. Exult in the tastes, the textures.Enliven your way. In the endthe vessel breaks.There the Goddess stirs 2011 Aquarius http://groups.yahoo.com/group/seerseeker/ http://emergingvisions.blogspot.com
Beautiful poetry. I love spiritual poems. I write poetry myself. See: http://paulapuddephatt.tripod.com/poetry. Blessed be. xxx
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