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    The Haunting of War

    The water is still The photo Black and white Stories told Of men Who have died Knots braided Dreams confiscated Drifting silently Caisson is a friend Who carries truth In the wind And the powder monkey Shines Some will grow old Some will die For freedom or for rights Freedom rings In the ditches and the streams In the blood that flows Like a rainbow beam A battle cry A drum sighs The flags rise As the heartbeat of advance dies Another man fallen Ideals swollen Of thoughts and things Death knows none of these And takes no sides War never ends It repeats again, and again As the men’s…

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    Song to Saule

    I sing deeply As the Earth And, light as the air This song to Saule In the fire And in the water My garden grows Underneath the bathing Sun Darkness teases the light As the day fades Faster than the horses She will return To the garden In the West Shimmering and shinning Silver, gold and diamonds Birds, bees and trees Across the sky She will ride To bring her love To all.

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    Earth

    Earth Want Need Do whatever You please Ice To water Freeze Unfreeze Grass Trees Burn or Drown Disease To war Our hands Filter down Hearts Minds Must become One If Earth Is to live Undone What is done

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    On this journey

    Into the mists of the forest, I shall wander. I shall find within the canopy that which shelters me. The sunlight brings warmth but the moon is my guide. On this journey comes the voice of the Goddess. It is her voice I listen to and my own I follow. The stirs of spring remind me of my youth and lessons learned. On this journey The wisdom that fell at my feet In reds and yellows of winter Are still held within my heart. Each year I grow. Each year I see the Crone. Her whispers growing. As the sunlight disappears the moon in her brightness once again Lights the…

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    Imbolc

    Imbolc Stop. Listen. The wind is whispering “Winter is sleeping silently but Spring is near.” In the silence I can hear Her breathe And the stirs of things to come. As the branches of trees transform from The crone’s bone fingers to the maidens lush hair I wait And learn. For in this silence I keep Wisdom close From in the darkness Comes life I am life

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    Beautiful Things

    Beautiful Things I could fill my house With beautiful things Fill my house with All those Witchy like things Altars and candles Cloaks and tools Gems and stones Incense and Runes Oils and potions That heel my woes Spells and chants Chase the sorrows All of these things Beautiful and yet The power of such Please don’t forget Comes not from a spell A Candle, a gem Comes not from without But from within My house is full Of beautiful things Of dirty faces That need to be cleaned Dishes in the sink Laundry to be done I look at my children I am full of love And the most…

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    A promise

    Rainbows and birds Darkness fills the colors As the sky begins to clear I hear the birds And know the town is near I shall play my concertina With some luck I will eat tonight As the butterfly whispers Like the promise in the sky And the beauty that surrounds me On this bank I will someday see. Hold my hand And together we’ll walk Towards  life A promise.

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    Glue

    We use you for glue Maybe for tape Use you for everything We take and take Use you to learn And for morals Ignoring our own Dying like coral Our seas are sick Our planet is weak We use everything Trickles become leaks If you could speak Would we change? Or would we ignore Suffering and pain Why not We are doing it now Our planet is screaming In swirls of dark clouds Her children are dying As we stand alone Immune from what we cause Until it’s our flesh and bone I hear you cry As I lie awake The future is told In past mistakes

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    In this chair

    Wood and cloth Curved and straight So many angles Which one is right? Patterns and colors Red upon red Flowers he laid Upon his death Rocking Then still Silence In the air Among chaos Stillness echoes In this chair When the room Was on fire And the chair Was silenced A great man Whose voice Echoed freedom Died And the chair Is quiet Abraham Lincoln 1809-1865