Monthly Archives: September 2013
Biting wishes into apples A time of balance has arrived Drinking cakes and ale beneath a gently darkening cloud-laced sky… It is the equinox of the autumn The harmonious Sabbat of Mabon While with friends or in solitude Nights to come will seem so beautifully long.
Modern society calls death prohibited, unmentionable…taboo.Society has not always considered death to be a forbidden subject. Please bear in mind that the Victorians took death in the highest regard. Most families would rather go to the poorhouse than have a parish funeral for a deceased relative. The cemetery (Side note: graveyards must be within church […]
Death. It is a part of life that we often shy away from, or deny, when in fact it is inevitable to each and every one of us. I, personally, have a great interest in death and the dying process, which often gains me rather peculiar looks from those around me. So why, in the […]
Listen to the rain It falls around us as teardrops in an ocean would Whispering secrets in a storm Cold, wet, and wistful Always wishing for more… Listen to the rain Singing softly to the sky Sighs on the wind As daylight melts away Won’t you listen to the rain?
Eyes softly open Surrounded by trees gentle birdsongs. My heart sings along to the rhythm of nature Walking feet play the beat Secluded swing Hidden from view Lost to time amidst brambles and ivy covering the earthen floor. Unseen beauty hangs deep in this calming place a world inside a world leads […]
In the softly evanescent fog Something comes creeping… An unseen danger lost to time Slowly ticking away You may not see it if you move slowly For the dead travel fast Until the creature swiftly moves away Satiated at last.
Dog in space Cry for help No-one hears Barks echo within your silver planet home You leave forever Lost to the stars Drifting away from your life… Slowly suffocating. They all knew you would die someday They just didn’t feel it ’til now Didn’t know it would be so soon… Laika, Laika Can you hear […]
“Faeries, come take me out of this dull world, For I would ride with you upon the wind, Run on the top of the dishevelled tide, And dance upon the mountains like a flame.” —W. B. Yeats, The Land of Heart’s Desire