Root Deity Poems

    Yellow our Tulips.

    Monday, January 21, 2008, 04:50 PM [General]

    Deep shadows creep pale moon light no sound
    Chill is the air of this past hallowed ground
    I stand still and silent though heart beating pounds
    ‘Midst broken lost graves overgrown Ivy bound
    She comes to me here at this sorrowful place
    I cry with her torment kiss tears on her face
    Gather her to me and gently embrace
    Our sweet memory our love and her grace
    We dance once again to the Nightingales song
    Tenderly turning the full moon night long
    ‘Till Blackbird does herald the break of the dawn
    And alone once again I stand as she falls
    Back to the deep earth ‘neath for to sleep
    ‘Neath bright Yellow Tulips that grow where we meet
    ‘Till full of next moon ‘till this promise I keep
    Together again for to dance and to weep.
    4 (1 Ratings)

    Pitch black the lake.

    Thursday, January 10, 2008, 05:39 AM [General]

    Raggedy wind withered skyline a tree
    Wild is the night and many there's been
    That's twisted and gnarled the branches and leaves
    Whose Moon shadows dance on the path that I lead
    Up to the high Moor Moon black then bright
    For racing the clouds as Dragons in flight
    The wind on my face and then at my back
    For weaving this path an animals track
    Till drops to a valley high sides Moon escapes
    The bottom of here be pitch black the lake
    Where I see none reflected yet know all are here
    My sorrows my doubts my fears and my tears
    And sky clad I swim out and dive to the depths
    Where gone is my reason and empty my breath
    Till I rise to the surface my hand held in deaths
    Whose sweet kiss of life be my final request.
    4 (1 Ratings)

    Teasel down.

    Wednesday, January 2, 2008, 08:01 AM [General]

    She turns and twirls in meadow dance
    A wild fair Fae at play
    Then hides behind a Buttercup
    With coy sweet blush dismay
    For blue her cornflower petal dress
    Lost petals ‘midst the fray
    Whilst shaking all the Teasel down
    To help it on it's way.

    0 (0 Ratings)

    The Mistle Thrush comes tapping.

    Sunday, December 30, 2007, 09:48 AM [General]

    The Mistle Thrush comes tapping
    Where words are worn away
    His anvil be her headstone
    No answers from her grave
    Sees no one bring her flowers
    Hears no one kneel to prey
    He sings from church yard ancient Yew
    For her who rests un-named.
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    Shades Await.

    Thursday, December 20, 2007, 01:38 PM [General]

    Shades await lost and most lonely
    Only to pleased to find and to show me
    How they became so that way.
    I feel with them here
    And many a where
    Share turmoil bewilder dismay.
    Oh love how they linger
    And beckon me nearer
    Come with us to share our despair.
    Our self-disapproval
    Our punishment rueful
    Of life that to self-full became.
    I sway as they taunt me
    Oh love how they tempt me
    I feel as they relive the day.
    When desperate and woeful
    They sought death as hopeful
    Yet death didn't take them away.
    They plead with me need of me
    Know that I feel and see
    Know part of me willing to be.
    One of them tearfully
    Tugs at my sleeve to grieve
    I'm only just able to breath.
    Come to me dance with me
    Come and be part of me
    Suicide angels are we.
    We know that your one of us
    Part of you part of us
    I know I cry just leave me be.
    0 (0 Ratings)

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