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Kneeling With My Forehead To The Ground

26 May

Kneeling with my forehead
To the ground, the tears
Flowing from my eyes,
Wondering what happened
To bring us here,
Steel grey clouds
Cover the sky

Kneeling with my forehead
To the ground, dealing
With the loss I have found,
Trying to figure out
The reasons why this
happened, cold wind
Blows as I cry

Kneeling with my forehead
To the ground, In front
Of your gravestone
You rest without a sound,
Your pain too great
To go on, and I’m left
Alone wondering why

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I Should Be Tempted To Forget

26 Mar
I should be tempted to forget,
All the wrongs I've done to others,
And to myself, through the years of regret,
Anger, hurt, and tears.

But forgetfullness does not come,
Though lessons I have learned.
My heart aches to be numb,
I should be tempted to forget.

Burn Through The Witches

17 Mar

Burn through the witches
Four elements’ power
Bound by the spirit
Under a sacred grove bower

Four lesser, four greater sabbats
Celebrate the wheel of the year
Eight times in sacred spaces
To honor gods, goddesses held dear

Under a full moon
In grove, well met
Magic done with good intent
During the witches’ esbat

Dance deosil, bonfire burns
Spells spoke in rhymes
Past remembrance of the Different
Souls lost during the Burning Times

Who’ll Tell Me My Secret

6 Feb
Who'll tell me my secret,
That deep, dark thing,
I keep hidden inside.

Who'll tell me my secret,
The one bleeding within,
Defiling me 'cause I lied.

Who'll tell me my secret,
The black hole cancer,
The existence which I've defied.

Who'll tell me my secret,
Buried under earth and stone,
Whisper it to me because I have died.