Within My Sacred Space
and When-
threatened when I feel afraid- lost in a sea of faces
MUSE will imagine an ethereal circle
around me
and beyond my circle a ravaged garden
front back and both sides
my spirit wolf protects me says MUSE
on all sides he watches
for those who
step within my magic protective space
words are weapons leaving scars on the soul
my heart swells with a sea of tears
and hate is a guest who comes unbidden
the evil
and tormentors of all kinds
front back and both sides
do not step within my invisible circle
my sacred space
beware and move back quickly, don't dilly-dally
it's
dangerous
when
the
wolf protects me
sometimes when he smells my fear
like a dagger poised to hurt me
he calls for other spirits and an assemblage appears
a hissing snake that slithers
a lion that roars so loud I shake
a silent panther so slender and sleek
a black crow that brings me a sword
a hundred horses with heavy hoofs
and I always keep close, so close, MUSE, my spiritual butterfly
I hold her on a gossamer piece of thread like spiders silk
so I can fly away . . .
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September 5, 2016
Poetry/Free Verse/Within My Sacred Space
Copyright Protected, ID 16-825-957-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Written for the contest, Muse On The Loose
Sponsor, John Lawless
First Place
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