Tag: poetry
member name: Quinn (aka Entwife) Blackburn
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October 29, 2008 01:06 PM EDT --
Rich soil crumbles beneath my hands like a decadent cake.
The moist scent of prosperity
and the powers of creation clings to my skin.
My heart echoes the drumbeat of our Mother
as I . . .
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September 21, 2007 09:27 AM EDT --
"Heady with the scent of Love,
Dancing in every glowing shade,
I sing of every grace found above.
. . .
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September 25, 2007 04:04 PM EDT --
"My wine-dark fruit tempts every feathered messenger,
yet there is no part of me without virtue.
As a tonic to expecting mothers, I am no stranger.
I shatter stones, soothe throats, colds, and . . .
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October 02, 2007 03:30 PM EDT --
"Nearly purple, my blushing red face
can be found in almost any field.
One of Creator's numberless gifts,
my many uses have long been revealed.
Tonic, tincture, poultice, bath or tea...
Leaves . . .
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October 07, 2007 10:15 AM EDT --
"Silently I slide along
measuring Creation with my scales.
You must listen closely to hear my sibilant song
for there is Wisdom
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October 11, 2007 03:10 PM EDT --
Voices dry as desert tears,
yet moist as rankest fen,
this Singer teaches us
the patience of Zen...
"Waste not, want not!
Your trash is my treasure.
Humming, hard at work, or
strolling at my leisure... . . .
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October 18, 2007 08:29 PM EDT --
"I dance...
casting circles unseen
tracing secret signs upon
Her skin...
Soaring,
each heartbeat
keeping time upon
the Winds...
I cry your name!
Visions, . . .
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October 30, 2007 07:52 PM EDT --
"Herald of the Battle Maiden,
I am the bright moon's hawk.
Silent Death,
I speak of many lives,
bring Wisdom from Blue Road to Red,
and teach you how best . . .
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September 27, 2007 02:22 PM EDT --
"Knee deep...
Goggle-eyed...
in the mud I squat.
Gaze into my silver mirror
and I will teach you to scry
Time
Dreams
. . .
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October 06, 2007 06:05 PM EDT --
"My broad green hands
hold aloft a slender wand.
Drink me, bathe in my essence
and I will wave away pain,
cleanse blood, banish poison.
Yet I am thought a weed . . .
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October 25, 2007 02:38 AM EDT --
"Two-spirited and humble,
I patiently tend to the land
for I know that even the smallest effort
might one day raise mountains
or move you vast distances
from . . .
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October 28, 2007 02:09 PM EDT --
"Flying blind,
shaping the world with our song,
We can change your perspective
when everything seems to have gone wrong.
New life only comes after death.
. . .
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October 30, 2007 06:08 PM EDT --
"Life is full of choices,
and every one is a test.
I know this maze like my own shadow.
I will show you how to use your clever mind
to decide which choice is best.
Some call . . .
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December 12, 2007 04:11 PM EST --
"Lowly,
Bountiful and Benign...
I sing.
All Life is sacred, so
Honor life with Generosity.
Giving of yourself draws you closer
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February 03, 2008 01:43 PM EST --
Through trackless forests and
sun-ripened fields, . . .
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November 06, 2007 09:00 PM EST --
"Power echoes in
each beat I keep.
Visions unparalleled...
Heights unguessed ...
Summoned by Zeus,
I hide in Apollo's hem,
watching from on high
as along the ground . . .
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November 17, 2007 08:00 PM EST --
"Leaping! We come...
Slicing joyously through
each battling wave...
Armored,
Flashing and Bright,
like Knights of Olde...
Braving hungry teeth and
wicked claws.
Press on! . . .
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November 27, 2007 12:06 PM EST --
The Moon's brightly slitted eye sees all
as we listen to the song of this Teacher's call...
"In silence I stalk my prey,
bringing home gifts of
magic,
mystery,
divine . . .
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March 19, 2008 11:16 AM EDT --
"Through rushing waters or rocky shores,
I carefully wend my way.
Spear at the ready,
I gather bright schools of Wisdom
as I dance in the river's spray.
Spirit, insight, . . .
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August 11, 2008 12:20 PM EDT --
Someday
in the Summerlands
we'll dance, and laugh and sing.
Play all day long under bright blue skies...
Climb trees to sit amongst the birds, and swing...
Someday in . . .
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