Category: Poetry/Prose

Cuisle mo Chroí

Pulse of my heart Heart of my yearning Yearning for my lovers kiss Kiss of my Life Life in your eyes Eyes I want not to say fair-well Well of my soul Solace I shall not find Until finding you again Again you and I will join hands Hands feeling life of love love of Read More

Wild

I am a child of the Wildborn, Wild dirt on my feet and sunshine braided into my hair Fast feet that take me to the edge of wonder and dance me to the understanding that we are more that this simple body and mind. There is no one that can understand expect those that are Read More

Am Tond Trethan

“I am a wave of the ocean” Alexei Kondratiev relates this line to the calander dates of November 26-December 23. Amergin claims the open water, the silent and powerful waves of the sea. “He claims the House of Tethra and the unknown deep world. That which is beyond the nine waves ( thar naoi dtonn) Read More

Am Fuaim Mara

“I am the noise of the sea.” or “I am the wind on the sea.” Alexei Kondratiev relates this line to the first full moon of the Celtic Year being between October 30th and November 25 . “The edge of the sea appealed powerfully to the Celtic imagination. It was a boundary between our world Read More

New project

I’ve decided to take a look at and comment on the famous poem that is known as “Amergin’s song” which follows. I am a wind on the sea I am a wave of the ocean I am the roar of the sea, I am a powerful ox, I am a hawk on a cliff, I Read More

Release

*more by this artst found here* ‘O Heart… Be free   Dear chest open up and let that heart fly!   Dear winged heart show love, be love, be free.   Let not the rain hinder, nor the clouds block your way   Be free and love the rain, love the dark hour.   Sweet Read More

Eiriu

Wind of Eiriu, breathe my spirit Song of Banbha, remind my ears Hand of Foldla, warm my heart I am in great need of the love and my heart is heavy Dear ones of mist, goddesses of the land help bring peace to my heart. Read More

Wildborn

I am a child of the Wildborn, Wild dirt on my feet and sunshine braided into my hair Fast feet that take me to the edge of wonder and dance me to the understanding that we are more that this. There is no one that can understand expect those that are Wildborn. We are strange, Read More

Once upon a time…

**photos of me at Beltaine and the waterfalls in my backyard in North Carolina.** The spirits whisper through the veil of snow, The snow blinds with harsh Cold. Cold is my heart from lack of Fire Fire in the head I ask From Amergin, Amergin that great druid spirit. Druid Spirit I long for in Read More

Morning Winter

The sun glistens off the fresh snow as the Snow sings winter’s song, A song of ethereal wonderment… Awonder of nature. Nature is now away, deep and fast As fast little Fae watch over her slumber leaving mortals a yule tide gift of warm hearths and warm hearts. Read More

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