Moon

Spirit of the drum

Bodhran Below

Regulating heart Rate

tempting to rise

steady RHYTHMS REMAIN

of my tribe

Anchored in the

Sacred

circle drawn

HE YO YA WAY

HE YO YA WAY

 

FULL MOON 

rises 

reminding us 

of balances waves

she rides the tides 

purification

IS OVER

RENEWAL HAS BEGUN

From within

and around 

my fringes 

my ancestors 

enter my spirit

THE DANCE HAS BEGUN

CYMATICALLY CONNECTED 

I HAVE BROUGHT BACK

THE VIBRATION

I HAVE BROUGHT BACK THE BALANCE

of when WOMEN 

were the ones

that had the powers of 

THE DRUM

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Full moon Fire jams.

40 men begin in vibration with each other

we start of basic in a beat

gradually building off of our energies

I get high on just adrenaline

and their energy

and I feel the most feminine then 

ANCIENT 

Paper Moon

A crumbled dim paper moon that lit
Once held boldly and so brilliant 
Stars envied the greatness of its tone
The light it carried upon her throne 
Unrivaled descendants overthrown
It’s fans now scattered scarsly shown
And complicated applause outgrown 
Across the universe parts well known
Penetrated precious and shaded stone
Shadowed darkest blackest chrome
Excited Planetary galaxies composed
Orchestrated melodic yellow hues of gold
Causing chaotic verses spun postpone 
Plans weaved fabricated undertone
The layered ancient voices transposed 
Executes carved sacred deep baritone

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Commingling Lights

 
COMMINGLING LIGHTS
*
Commingling with full moon,
Big Dipper, and all other stars
the light of northern Aurora.
With creation too each glow
flows into that of foes...
One are
each and every aura.

*

saiom shriver

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Haiku and Hokku

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Haiku

I.

 

Winter breathes coldly

A rose on new-fallen snow

Beauty in nature

 

White carpet without

Inside, the dog sleeps soundly

Dreaming of Spring days

 

Rain upon the window

Soothing, sweetly singing soft

As I write about it

 

II.

 

Family stay near

Life's storms draw close together

What calm drives apart

 

Special together

As I concentrate on work

She watches TV

 

Fearing the future

She wraps her arms around me

And holds me tightly

 

III.

 

Alluring water-front

Holding magnificent crafts

Warships now at peace

 

Men of foul language

Cargo brought ashore today

The smell of the sea

 

Moonlight on the waves

Horns of vessels passing by

A lonely gull cries

Together

Together

By JFarrell

 

Together,

In each others’ arms,

We look up at the moon,

Together.

 

In the darkest indigo

Of a cloudy night

The moon bursts through the clouds

A bright silvery guide, in the sky

Some of the thick cloud is inpenetratable

And makes the moon look like a heart,

My heart, bursting with love for you

 

Can you feel my heart beating?

Can you feel my arms around you?

Can you feel my soft kisses on your neck?

 

Your moon is younger than mine

After all, we are six hours apart,

But, under the moon,

We are both here, now

Together.

 

I so love you.

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

the power of imagination

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Esseence of the Moon (Sonnet 1)

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Sonnets

 

Perhaps you are the essence of the moon,
Shine bright, cut through the darkest, deepest night,
Beware of day as sunlight breaks your loom,
Fear not, grab hold, endure the day so bright.
You bring with you the beauty of the stars,
But lose the greatness to your sister bold,
The planets greet your sky, with journey’s far,
Often forgotten by your friend so old.
No fault of yours has it become today,
The orbits last and fight for peace of mind,
For when it comes, this light, price is to pay,
Your debts are covered they will come to find.
Fret not the views of those you have to pass,
For you become the one who has to last.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

My first attempt at a sonnet, hopefully with more to come!

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Stylish Moon!

Oh stylish moon!


How lovely you are!


How fashionable!


You look so young ever!


 

Sometimes you go on a diet,


And like a scythe become slim!


When round like a coin you become,


The timeless beauty never goes dim!


 

Almost all the girls covet to be like you,

 

Ever identical you are, yet ever new!

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LUST DEMONS

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Beautiful Imagery

I cannot help myself
against the slender slopes
hidden beneath her denim skin.
Inside me, there is a wolf, searching
to sheer this sheep's clothing
so that I may devour her.
Perhaps her She-Wolf would
exhale stifled howls, inviting me
to prowl freely and roam with Spirit.
Or perhaps I'm imaging such
liberty...
in truth, I pray secretly
for 'sheepish' prey.
No trust for this lust;
I've lost myself before
to beastly beckoning echoing from bedrooms,
bidding consent to cum hither
for back breaking acrobatics -- 
but silence is my only partner these days,
karma suiting my insatiable inclination
for constant Kama Sutra sessions.

 

Maybe it's best to hold
my breath...
and let this blood red Moon
pass.
This wolf will go
unfed,
waiting, quietly,
for a chance.

 

CLF 2015

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Can a Kipper...

Can a kipper eat a prune,

As pigs fly to the moon?

And if elephants in the sky,

Were to eat a lattice pie,

 

Would we all be here till June?

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