Thursday, December 31, 2009

Wyld Woman

Wyld Woman

Spirit of the wyld woman
Hides inside, behind our foolish pride
Deep within is where she resides
Eyes & heart open wide
She can be your greatest guide
Her voice, the lone wolf howl
Into the woods on the prowl
In your belly a low heavy growl
Or maybe the hoot of a single owl
From the darkest deep sea
To the tops of the tallest tree
She screams to be set free
Do not greet her with a tear
Her power is nothing to cause fear
Celebrate her wildness with the
Greatest cheer
She is your passion,
Your hidden desire
Your inner fire
Fuel her flame
Burry the shame
Do not try to tame
Her power now
Proclaim!

Mor`Inanna EagleSong © Dec 25th 2007

The Gate

The Gate

Notorious, glorious
Rhythms and Rhymes
Wild flowers and vines
Ebbs & flow
Where the wild things grow

Shadow and light
Flutters & flight
All through the night
Hidden and in sight.
Faeries delight

Creepy and crawly
Down in the bog
All covered in fog
Hear the song
Of that old bull frog

Follow the spring
To where the crickets sing
Glowing wing
Of the faerie king

Gaze into the crystal clear pool
Moss covered branches
Scents of evergreen groves
Air so natural and clean
This is where you’ll find his queen
Look beyond the scene
You’ve just found the world
Of between

Mor`inanna Eaglesong © July 13, 2009

Of dusk and dawn

Of dusk and dawn

Crickets sing in the dark of night,
Calling on the break of dawn,
The time to capture dew on the lawn,
Witch’s wake
Before the break,
And greet the crack of the first sun light,
If the crow calls before you wake,
You’ve slept in way to late.

The frog begins to croak,
As I put on my magickal cloak,
As the light begins to fade,
Now is not the time to be afraid

The magickal hours of dusk and dawn,
This is where the power is drawn,
Balancing things between
The light and dark
A time when you can see the witch’s mark,

Dancing in the shadows
I can clearly see,
I set my spirit free,
Sipping on a cup of
Witch’s brew
This is where ancient witches flew
I find the magickal things
Only they knew.
Secrets dance in those shadowy places,
Safe within the sacred spaces,

The magickal hours of dusk and dawn,
This is where the power is drawn,
Balancing things between
The light and dark
A time when you can see the witch’s mark,

© Mor`inanna Eaglesong 2006+

Dark Shadows

Dark Shadows we embrace,
Set aside the glamour and the lace,
Hidden deep within our soul,
For only us to know,
Placed before us to force us grow.
Those places others would never tread,
Hidden behind the veil with a tiny thread,
Calling us out into the night,
Do we enter without fright?
Things society shuns,
Why do they always run?
Turning their back on those they love,
They push away with a shove.
Things they fear and won’t accept,
Never finding the courage to peek,
Beyond the light they feel so weak.
Dark shadows we embrace,
In the night guided
Only by the moon’s bright light
We dance and sing,
With delight,
Never fearing absents of the light.
Shadows fall where none were seen,
Dark eyes that shine with a gleam
Seeing past the light of day,
Dancing in the moon light’s ray
Dark shadows we embrace,
No longer of the human race,
Both worlds we now embrace.
© Mor`inanna Eaglesong 2006+

Cry of the Winter Banshee`

Cry of the Winter Banshee`
Behold the beauty of a bare naked tree,
No leaves to muffle the cries of the winter banshee
Bitter and cold she blows through to my soul
Setting me free
In the frozen winter breeze
Snow falls like tiny stars from the sky
Standing in the deafening silence I can not deny
The winter banshee’s cry
She waits in the icy silence for my reply
Deep from within comes the long howling wind,
Breathe that rolls across the snow white seas
Like a fog, my soul I offer as a token
In hopes to appease
I turn back in a glance
To the beauty of the bare naked tree
And to my surprise it is foot prints that I see
Tracks I have left in the cold winter snow
finally I know
The wild and free beauty winter can bestow
Soon she will fade in the darkness of the night
And in her memory I will find delight
Standing in the silence and the only thing I see
Is the beauty of a bare naked tree
Mor`Inanna EagleSong © Dec. 16th 2007
 

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