spring

Midwinter poem

Why are you so forlorn my love
In this midwinter storm
Old man winter's half spent
His strength still formidable but diminished
And the days have started their slow climb towards the height of summers long day
 
The rains have come again though
They've not yet washed the earth
Of the ice and dirty snow
But the ground beneath is softened now
And its only a matter of time 
Til the birch-sap begins to flow
 
Keep laying out seeds of faith my love
For the sparrow and the chickadee
And let their chattering warm your heart
And do not begrudge the deer the cedar in the backyard
While all nature awaits in reverent silence
For the warmth and grace of spring
 
Last summer the gods blessed your garden
The tiny apple-tree nearly broke beneath the weight
A harvest to remember and apple pie for Christmas
The dahlias looked radiant in the midnight sun
And even still the parsley in your greenhouse hangs on
You must have known even then, the winter would be long
 
Tis the way of the world my love
This sacred circle of life and death 
Like the dry bulbs you have stored
Silent on a cold and dark cellar shelf
Carefully wrapped and stored in hope
Of the warmth and new life of spring
 
You and I have grown old my love
Our love like the gnarled old pine
Where your father's swing still hangs
There is yet strength enough in our limbs
To bear our children's children's weight
And the snows of winters yet to come

Vernal Equinox LIV

Folder: 
Seasons In Hell



By the flash of the sword of Lucifer thrust imperiously into the heavens, lightning strikes and thunder rolls, the roar of The Draegon echoes throughout the trembling earth, cloven hooves part asunder, the rivers and streams flow fresh, rendered aflame by the Lustful Hellfire of Satan! 

Verdant life bursts forth upon hill and dale, mountains and forest, planes, to greet The Hellements, of flora and fauna, Fleurs Du Mal, Sorath's triumvirate eminence and Luna's enchanted light dance in lush gardens of wondrous nature, tapestries for each creature to paint according to countenance! 

Birthing the demonseeds to grow from mind and earth, upon root and branch and tree and bush, whose fruition is partaken of in earthen communion by the creatures of the land, sea, and air, who give even their own flesh for mutual gratification!

Draegon Ouroboros takes another turn, one season confounds another! Disrobed, the nymph and maiden, Succubus Lilith incarnate in Witches sublime. Flames ascend the tower spire, lights the path to deep desire! 

In Nomine Satanas!

Warlock Draconis Blackthorne
The Infernal Empire, The Black Earth
Vernal Equinox, LIV Anno Satanas

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This year's Equinox is accompanied by The Super Full Moon, ideal for Apotheosis and overall Magical workings. 

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Astral Aglow

Folder: 
The Art Of Sight

Light flutters from loosely hung blinds

 

Unworking to blind

 

With unearthly sun

 

Slither steaming upon skin

 

Bathing it in hot sunrisen skyline

 

Lighting a thousand fires

 

Across my naked flesh

 

My eyes shot with bright

 

And you

 

Lying there astral aglow 

 

Bringing spring

 

To my wintered soul

 
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Fall Leafs

 

As they change so do you.

Bright yellow green hue.

Oh how I will miss, you like a stormy night 'full of strength' just like Who.

Once fell a top of Earth's ground.

Splash the colors scatter threw the autumn breeze.

With a fury blown, wind the trees wave there branches again.

The trees know, bare no fruit as the Earth spins around.

Twigs once filled with color now brown noting to a blue yellow back drop.

Your smile is the bark, your Hair, is the trunk your Ears, are the leafs.

So girl riddle me this how is you change so easy.

Did you once seat beside a ("Wizard of growth") and spirituality.

Because, now as I see you, your glowing more by each flow of time.

So did you fill the sky with your delight and prized design.

I now you won Gold.

I get on one knee

I get on one knee

for 

Persephone

and plant a seed

of

corn squash & bean

“marry me 

Spring and Autumn;

be mine

and I’m 

 

forever yours,”

Mankind

The Spring Break

Folder: 
Introspection

After our release from the penitentiary of winter

We, the cocoon confined caballeros, were walking

Basking in the midday’s sun

Caressed by the scented breeze of the spring

The delicate and elegant displays called flowers

Jostled to invite us,

“Look at me first, please!”

 

We were all walking in the same path

But within our microcosm,

Happily confined inside our own bubble

By the language we spoke

By the color of our skin and hair

By the dress we were wearing

By the company we kept

 

Without noticing others

Or being noticed

Or interacting

We took photos

Admired the flowers

And wondered at the ever spanning blue sky

 

We elbowed our ways

To take a break inside Starbucks

Where we were all happy and glee

With the chai latte touching our lips

With our eyes glued to our smart phones

We all set down quietly

Communicating with others

With the touch of our fingers.

((*I*))

Babru

 

April 12, 2015

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I See Wishes

I See a Wish

Springtime comes,

With bountiful fields,

With flowering meadows,

With joyful animals.

 

Springtime comes,

With suffacating thorns,

With ferocious storms,

With surrounding weeds.

 

No! Do not think that way!

The thorns protect,

The storms nournish,

And I do not see weeds,

I see wishes.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This one's ok for an inpromptu poem I guess... :-)

Winter's Last Stand

Folder: 
Just a thought!

The sun rises and sweeps across a still land frozen in time.

Old man Winter loses cold reign once again.

Spring thaw rules as a new day dawns.

A blinding white blanket melts off a sleeping lanscape

while footprints dissipate back into the earth.

Rivers run deep taking away all signs of a killing frost.

Spring colors return and blossum into new life.

Surviving the season, freed from confinement,

We have walked out of "Winter's last stand."

 

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Just came to me while staring at a cactus bush'

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Seasons

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SEASONS
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Summer for light.
Fall for beauty.
Winter for clarity.
Spring for resurrection