Tag Archives: formal verse

Oriflamme

Sometimes I ask for a vision or a beginning phrase in the morning before rising, something from the nightside to bring waking dreams into the day. This morning, I saw and heard horses–many of them, ‘massing.’ Everything always means more … Continue reading

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Epiphany

Everything grew too much over the holidays because of the neighborhood issue I have alluded to earlier, and it affected my health pretty badly. Friends recognized that I was beyond merely stressed out, and got help for me. All’s well, … Continue reading

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Solstice Fires

A joyful Solstice to all! Lately, most days I set to work with a bit of a vision or dream-blip to start with. Today I had nothing in particular, so that’s what I began with. Immediately, I started seeing ferns–lots … Continue reading

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The Grey

The same poetic form recurs, but the story inside varies across its domain. The lovers are parted or in desperate straits, then comes a sudden realization just when all appears lost that seemingly permits a view from the other side … Continue reading

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The Lovers

The Lovers Many years ago, when I was first really struggling to enter my full vocation, I had a vision. It’s been recounted before but, briefly, I was shown armies and then two individual soldiers fighting–who then they resolved into … Continue reading

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On the 13th

13 December 2020 Shhhh…it’s nobody…never mind the creaking floorboards. This place is still deserted–it’s just that something’s turned up that wants to be here, and we don’t want to have to listen to it moan. More and more stories are … Continue reading

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Dewi Sant

2 March 2020 David is the patron saint of Wales, land of my foremothers and fathers, direct ancestor of our artery of song. His name is not Daffydd, cymbricized from the Hebrew David; it is Dewi. Dewi Sant is the … Continue reading

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Gr’Mere

She’s the Biggest Mama, the one I only go to when things are serious. This is what happened when I petitioned her on behalf of a friend: 29 May 2018 29 Gr’Mere Will See You Through The mirror at the … Continue reading

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As Love-Poet Seems to Be My Strongest Calling…

…what can I do but build upon my most loving recent work? Syncope means fainting.  I have gone there too many times.  Everything physiological shuts down, if only for a few seconds.  It’s happened to me so often that I … Continue reading

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Lost on the ride

This was a Very good night: 20 February 2018 20 Lost on the Ride It’s a wet pillowcase ours will be, come the morning. A wet little hand leaves a wet little trail as it traces the side of your … Continue reading

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