Poetry

Wisdom from the Goddess

Dew touches my finger tips

I gently lift it to my lips

Her essence on my tong lingers still

As I softly whisper what is your will?

“Work the earth, heal my pain

Bring me back to beauty again”

Worship the Lord of the green wood

And his consort as you should

Dance the wheel

And start to heal

Take the path that goes left to right

Do this and your heart will be light

Walk the path the old ones paved

Do this and you will be brave

Teachings of new and wisdom of old

Cross the hedge, be so bold

Worship the moon and tread the mill

Widdershins and deosil

Do not walk the path that is straight

you will never reach that holy gate

Walk the path that weaves and sways

You will never see unhappy days

Cast your spells nine times nine

And you will walk in the presence of the divine

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Sisters of 9 

Beautiful sisters of 9 how your light shines so divine, muse of my heart, I feel we are never apart. Mordron, Nimue, Vivian, you were there in the most ancient of land, ancient ladies of light block out the dark dark night.  Rise up from Avalon, with sword of power, and healing of herbs, whispering sweet sweet  little words. Morgan mother of great guard strong the deathly gate. Let those only pure of heart, enter The Isle of Apples. Calling upon you now, rise from the waters of the ancient lands, walking swiftly hand in hand. Surround me in this realm and yours, fill my heart with your love so light, block out those that stalk in the dark dark night.

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Lady of the Night

Lady of the Dark night

Thin in your Maiden form

Show me my shadow tonight

Exposed under your splendor

I feel the power of Morgan La Fae

Rise up from the earth to meet my heart

Lady of the Dark night

Take my heart apart

Show me my shadow

So that I may cleanse my heart

Cleanse my shadow

Cleanse my heart

So we may never part

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The Morning Spider

 

Black as night

With shiny skin pressed tight

Red hour glass counting down the time

Giving me a reason for this rhyme

Glistening in the morning sun

AM spider how your web looked so fun

Making you feel like you were chosen

The Silver web precisely woven

You spun a web so fine

You beckoned come and be mine

Sweet words, sweet delight

Skin as black as the night

Eyes wide shut

I felt it in my gut

As your silver thread

Slipped right over my head

Delighted at first

I didn’t know I was cursed

Sweetly I fell

Then you put me through hell

I thought I was strong

OH! How I was so wrong

The jewel around my throat

Only turned me into your scapegoat

Tighter you pulled your thread

I wish right then I had fled

Far away from you

OH! If I only knew

How tight you had that thread

That wrapped around my head

It suffocated my heart

So I pushed us apart

You stalked me like prey

WHY will you not just go away?

My eyes flew Open wide

I could not run and hide

Creeping, crawling back into my life

Causing so much heart break , anger and strife

Fangs flashed bright with hunger

Creeping crawling back from with under

One intent only, to damage and plunder

Your radiant smile was all a lie

Seeing your true face made me sob and cry

Then with a calculating grin

The spider did begin

"Why do you cry?

I have never hurt a fly"

The web was tightly bound

As I stared in disbelieve all around

The spider is right I say

For I am the one who has truly hurt her today

Your Web of delight

Fully ensnared me tight

Fine threads spun from your lap

I fell right into your trap

And then you stabbed me in the back

At this moment I break free

Your poison does not paralyze me

I have wings and I can fly free

Your web does NOT have me

Original Work By Annwyn Avalon Copyright 2010

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Descent to Annwyn

Deeper the descent
Darker it is
gruesome scenes from the past
it all burns

Up I went higher
Higher HIGHER
Till I fell, shaking,
starving, strung out

Clawing at the earth,
or was that my face
dry dirt turns to mud

with my blood
dripping from my face
not of my own doing

Beaten, Bruised
face and body

Black and blue

as a deep ocean
rain falls from my face
gasping for air,
crawling reaching

doused in gasoline
lit on fire, I was
burned to the ground
Death, ashes, a deep nothing

and then she came
picked up what was nothing
added her tears, her blood,
her breath, the ashes

and I arose,
I was no longer dead,
I became death
I became beautiful

Original Work By Annwyn Avalon Copyright 2010

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My Shadow

As I wonder deeper

Into darkness I go

I begin to lose parts of me

I see that those things

Those that I thought were with me

They stay

Ones that I thought walked this spiritual path with me

They do not go with me,

Do they choose to stay?

Or can they not go?

I don’t understand why they abandon me

I feel betrayed, I feel loss

Jealousy consumes me as they stay

I long for the mundane that they enjoy

So carelessly and so mindlessly

I feel weak,

But it is not “I” that is weak

I must continue on this path,

My journey to the underworld is my own

They cannot follow

No they must not follow

They will be left behind

Deeper into darkness I go

The underworld welcomes me

This is my winter home,

All life is gone

Death surrounds me

I seek solitude

And solitude seeks me

I find strength in my self

I cannot find strength in others

My challenge is solitude

Solitude becomes transformation

I find peace and happiness alone, in death

Death is a lonely act

But I am not really alone,

I learn to love the dark, the loneliness, my shadow

I am here with my shadow

And my shadow is here with me

Deep Darkness,

Death

Birth

Original Work By Annwyn Avalon Copyright 2010

 

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