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Ponderings & Poetry |
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A wreath to show my endless love, the branches woven to show that we are woven in spirit. A lily, white as new fallen snow, pure as my love for him. |
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~Sunrise~ The black silken veil of night falls away to reveal, the red and gold ribbons of the eternal rising glow, like a phoenix from the ashes, of the fallen veil of night.
Rising, rising slowly in the sky, rays of light like wings of a bird, as the last shadowy fingers of night fall.
Still rising to glorious fullness, to its eternal course of life, gliding across the open sky to far away lands and sea, the rise of a brand new day. |
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~Twins~ Sitting, brooding, upon a throne of bone.
Flesh of ice, heart of darkness, Queen of the Damned.
Scythe, blade of death, resting by thy master.
Sitting lotus style, upon the forest floor.
Rosy flesh of life, heart of light, shaman, keeper of peace and ways.
Medicine bundle, prayers and blessings, resting by thy master.
Flip of a coin, the two are twins, reside in me.
Cold and cruel, leather lcad queen, warm and gentle, daughter of the forest, twins, one and the same-in me. |
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~Scarab~
rolling ball of fire, crawiling across the vast sky, Ra's scarab beetle. |
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And the Goddess wept tears, for my sins and my tresspasses.
And the Goddess wept tears, for my evil and my deeds.
And the Goddess wept tears, and all that was wrong is swept away.
And the Goddess wept tears, until life sprang from the barren ground, were my evil had lain. |
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~Little Fetish Animal~
Tiny feathers, turquoise eyes, curves, bends, following the form.
Gently, loving hands, crafting and carving, creating to form.
Inlaying, rubbing, polishing and buffing, finishing to form.
Turgquoise eyes, tiny feathers, heartline, breathing life to form.
Coming to life, teaching, aiding, assisting to form. |
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~Dolphin~ Swimming, swimming, swimming, faster and faster, splash, splash, splash, a flash of your bottle-nose snout, a flip of a playful fin, the chatter of fun and games, soon baby, the play will be for life. |
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The wind calls with a lull, brink of the abyss, salt in the air, the decent into the unknown, falling arms stretched out wide, form wings of flesh and bone, to let forth a shrill cry, as the wind rises up to meet you, greet you, and the sea to wish you welll. |
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From dust and ashes, to fire and ice, doth wind blow and storms brew, thy love take flight, set free of bindings and earthly rhythm, come to me, my love to be, so revel in thy light of coming. |
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Wulf Wuman's Grove Homepage (click on figure) |
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Background and Venus graphics courtesy of : Abby Willowroot |
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