Charge the stone with candle light
To fill my mind with wisdom bright
To keep my mind alert and clear
So that no bane can interfere
With the process of my brain
So what I read is knowledge gained
For all my life to stay with me
This is my will, So Mote it Be!
Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts
One
One as old as I
Need not see what need be seen
To know the reasons why
Mind Seemingly forever keen
One as I have come and gone
Passing young souls by
Singing the same old song
The depth of spirit's sigh
One sees inside and out
The soula river flowing
Watches the river without a doubt
Sees souls frever growing
One that will always be
The same as time goes on
Old as old can see
The Spirit never gone
Need not see what need be seen
To know the reasons why
Mind Seemingly forever keen
One as I have come and gone
Passing young souls by
Singing the same old song
The depth of spirit's sigh
One sees inside and out
The soula river flowing
Watches the river without a doubt
Sees souls frever growing
One that will always be
The same as time goes on
Old as old can see
The Spirit never gone
Labels:
Poetry
Circle of Sisters
The howling winds bring me faith
Their soothing sounds; I feel safe
They call my name into the sky
A sound so sweet, that I could fly
I'd fly way up, above the trees
Up over mountains; beyond the seas
I'd fly into my sacred space
My sisters all inside this place
Perfect love and perfect trust
This is what becomes of us
Sisters, we are bound together
Being there for one another
on this Sabbat we will be
Bonding again, wait you'll see
One wish I ask of them all
To no lose touch or let me fall
For all my life to stay with me
As my sisters, So Mote it Be!
Their soothing sounds; I feel safe
They call my name into the sky
A sound so sweet, that I could fly
I'd fly way up, above the trees
Up over mountains; beyond the seas
I'd fly into my sacred space
My sisters all inside this place
Perfect love and perfect trust
This is what becomes of us
Sisters, we are bound together
Being there for one another
on this Sabbat we will be
Bonding again, wait you'll see
One wish I ask of them all
To no lose touch or let me fall
For all my life to stay with me
As my sisters, So Mote it Be!
Labels:
Poetry
Watch Me
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I love the sight, the smell
The taste and feel; the spell
The experience of your sex
So much better than my ex
Tuning my body with those hands
Exploring all my forbidden lands
Touching me inside and out
Make me drip like a water spout
So far, so deep inside
Just enjoy and let me ride
Beneath me, you'll be pinned
Feel my body take you in
Grip my hips, pull me down
You're so hard, so big around
Watch me take every inch of you
Watch everything that I do
Watch my fingers play and tease
So eager, just want to please
Arch my back to hit the spot
Go ahead, give it all you got
Fuck you faster, start to cum
Squeeze you hard, you come undone
We collapse in ecstasy
Loving you, Loving me.
I love the sight, the smell
The taste and feel; the spell
The experience of your sex
So much better than my ex
Tuning my body with those hands
Exploring all my forbidden lands
Touching me inside and out
Make me drip like a water spout
So far, so deep inside
Just enjoy and let me ride
Beneath me, you'll be pinned
Feel my body take you in
Grip my hips, pull me down
You're so hard, so big around
Watch me take every inch of you
Watch everything that I do
Watch my fingers play and tease
So eager, just want to please
Arch my back to hit the spot
Go ahead, give it all you got
Fuck you faster, start to cum
Squeeze you hard, you come undone
We collapse in ecstasy
Loving you, Loving me.
Labels:
Poetry
Southeast
A candle that burns with light
Needs air to survive
The flame beautiful and bright
Breathes air to stay alive
The winds of knowledge flow
The fire of passions burns
The whispers of love slow
The flame of life turns
Air and flame live together
Pulsing, living, with love
Depending on each other
As they look to skies above
We are the children
Children of the Old Ones
Their knowledge is from within
From deep in the soul it comes
How can we learn?
When will we see?
All that we yearn,
When will it come to be?
Answers will come to us
Just as they have for many
Just believe and trust
Open your eyes to beauty
Needs air to survive
The flame beautiful and bright
Breathes air to stay alive
The winds of knowledge flow
The fire of passions burns
The whispers of love slow
The flame of life turns
Air and flame live together
Pulsing, living, with love
Depending on each other
As they look to skies above
We are the children
Children of the Old Ones
Their knowledge is from within
From deep in the soul it comes
How can we learn?
When will we see?
All that we yearn,
When will it come to be?
Answers will come to us
Just as they have for many
Just believe and trust
Open your eyes to beauty
Labels:
Poetry
The Darkened Heart
In the shadows I sit alone
And let the world pass by
Quiet and as still as stone
Never to wonder why
Withdrawn from society
To feel my lifes pull
Hollow within and empty
The pain has filled my soul
---
Stuck behind a stone wall
More problems facing me
Situations I cannot stall
No relief do I see
Emotions I can't control
Gazing through silver smoke
Wishing I could be whole
My heart stolen and broke
And let the world pass by
Quiet and as still as stone
Never to wonder why
Withdrawn from society
To feel my lifes pull
Hollow within and empty
The pain has filled my soul
---
Stuck behind a stone wall
More problems facing me
Situations I cannot stall
No relief do I see
Emotions I can't control
Gazing through silver smoke
Wishing I could be whole
My heart stolen and broke
Labels:
Poetry
Remembrance
A thought, a whisper, a dream
Takes present to the past
And suddenly it is seen
Relived again at long last.
A sound, a sight, a smell
Remembrance takes us back
To a time when all's well
When innocence doesn't last
All seems green and new.
Touch as new as old
Brings flesh to life
Hearts warm, from cold
Happiness not strife
Love is felt and seen
Memories live in dreams
Awaken, begin to mourn
Past into present goes
Knowledge is born
Tear, a river flows
Remember and live on
Past, to look upon
Remembrance......
Labels:
Poetry
The Dove
The feeling of your hand in mine
Seeing the smile on your face
Making love regardless of time
Then waking in your embrace.
The touch of my lips to yours
Gentle, filled with love
But when it rains, it pours
Just to kill a Dove.
Worlds collide as I am empty
Your warmth is gone from me
To end it all is tempting
Throw myself into the sea
The sea would welcome me
Just as you once did
Would wrap it's arms about me
A farewell for you to bid
You shed a tear for me
And curse the gods of love
Your pain opens the sea
And from it flies a Dove.
Seeing the smile on your face
Making love regardless of time
Then waking in your embrace.
The touch of my lips to yours
Gentle, filled with love
But when it rains, it pours
Just to kill a Dove.
Worlds collide as I am empty
Your warmth is gone from me
To end it all is tempting
Throw myself into the sea
The sea would welcome me
Just as you once did
Would wrap it's arms about me
A farewell for you to bid
You shed a tear for me
And curse the gods of love
Your pain opens the sea
And from it flies a Dove.
Labels:
Poetry
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