A Poem

I wrote this recently.  I was reading about the origins of the Goddess and how she was considered Sovereign.  It inspired me to write in a style I haven't tried since I was a kid.  Hope you like it!


         Sovereign

She walks out freshly into her
own world, that of her making
virtuously attuned to its every breath
ever entwined, ever open
receptive to the ebb and flow of
each cycle as it passes
intuitively present with every moment
giving graciously all the gifts of herself
never failing to abide by her heart

A brand-new poem

I usually work with a poem, or at least read it over and over for quite a while before I share it outside of my close friends. I wrote this last night and I really enjoyed it, I hope you do too!

All my poetry

is Goddess poetry

everything I write is

witchy

cause that's how I move

there is no separate

for me from Her

walking hand in

wispy voice

that curls deep inside

with a purr and sigh of knowing

that all is well

that all is right with what is

there she is settled in my soul

like a tiny reflection

Objects may be closer than they appear

of the beginning of time

swirling with all I've ever known

all that's been known

and swollen with the unknowable

pulsing with the tide of

so much

life

energy

breath

air

blood

water

movement

earth

fire

of every star

of so many distant

and unfamiliar

yet brothers

sisters to what i see

but being so much

still soft   She is

curled, lying there

like an infant

after a millennial nap

blinking in comfort

ready to stretch

and try her voice