©2023 michael raven
tra la-la la-la
her song in the
willows dancing
drawn to earth
moonchild shining
bright with stars
her eyes falling
all around and you
sigh, wishing for
a hand to hold
words | spirit
©2023 michael raven
tra la-la la-la
her song in the
willows dancing
drawn to earth
moonchild shining
bright with stars
her eyes falling
all around and you
sigh, wishing for
a hand to hold
©2023 michael raven
washing away poison years coalescing... heart & soul flesh & blood mind & spirit stone & thorn walking through and unlocked door
for interpretations of each rune, follow this link runes in this poem: laguz wunjo eihwaz
©2023 michael raven
scallop green & rust flecked scree fallen lakeshore bones gone skeleton black i never want to go back to waking in that solemn world of concrete steel of unmelting ice cut regular & wanting donotmakemego donotmakemego back to your waking world
©2023 michael raven
eyes closed wide i am the drum calling the spirits to feast on my flesh & fill the void with the lost, drawing out the bane returning shadow & bone to right
©2023 michael raven
dragonfly resting on a tall grass blade swaying in gentle winds before taking flight again pansies turning their faces to follow, contemplating
Prompt for this piece is from the Woodland Wardens oracle deck, card XLVIII The Dragonfly and Pansy (balance).
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arms spread, an invitation for spirits to intervene damn me & my stubborn pride weary, i turn to unknowing my first guest has been waiting at the overgrown wall for years, patient, for my unchaining of garden gates we sit together with the wild oats swaying in the breath of the world slumbering, basking in morning sun
I have been enamored with the artwork and conceptual ideas of the “Woodland Wardens” oracle cards and finally bought a deck. Card XV, “The Deer and Oat (healing)” is the first card drawn from the deck and happens to be very relevant to my current mindset as I seek to find a new balance within; spiritually, emotionally, and health-wise.
©2023 michael raven
trials mirrored in the slow flowing waters of the day an ambling movement towards nothing much at all poison washing out leaving the body drained was this what was wanted? scrubbing the drained vessel with prairie sage to prepare for reclamation tomorrow will be a reckoning wrapped in the cloak of rest
©2023 michael raven
northern stillness answers within fell, fjord & crag so it turns inward withdraw & repair to stone
for interpretations of each rune, follow this link
©2023 michael raven
giving over, relinquishing control is not something that comes easy but i never had it anyway... surrender & slumber, inviting solutions without conditions letting carrion, hunters & four winds tear me asunder until only my bones remain with bits of skin flapping in the wind
©2023 michael raven
a murder overhead calling my name my-cah, my-cah waving, i say oh, hai, what's up friends? my daughter utters a nervous chuckle: am i earnest or pulling her leg? i should probably have old man muttered instead
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