Best Druid Poems

The sacred Awen,

Three rays of vibrant gold light,

Mind, body and soul.

10~Feb~2017...

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The Druid lived far from people in a simple cave 
once or twice a year he came down to sell his potions
trinkets and bits and bops said to cure all ills.
He would sit with others friends and rascals  yet drink 
one and all under...

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Far away deep in the forest there lived a druid
It was a long journey of three to four days of
hard going with no real path to speak of.
Just little trails wandering through the trees
and up hills, then plunging down into hidden valleys.
Crimson Fire lived up...

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Sam woke up all excited, his first circle would take place tonight,
He saw Crimson Fire sat deep into mediation, still as a rock
and noticed the white robes, belts and staffs laid out ready.
He knew from their talks that he needed to do a purifying ritual
he...

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Now that Crimson Fire was gone
Fire Eagle needed to gain experience.
For over ten years he travelled the lands
helping people, learning from many other druids.
One day he knew he would be called up on to
take the role of high priest as yet he felt unready.
Faithfully he...

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My heart bleeds
But I'm immune
The shaman walks
In the midwinter moon

The hawk guides me
On my path today
Under the wandering willow
My heart does stray

The wolf my ally
With the Raven, I fly
No man can touch me
With the serpent, I lie

I have lived many times
In many forms, I've been
My...

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Lights come up slowly to reveal a bare stage, undressed except for a backdrop on which is
painted the impression of an orchard; the painting is so light that it suggests a
water-colour. Two men enter, a young man dressed in a plain white robe, the BARD,...

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Druid
                                            Prophetic...

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Some years had passed while Balgar learn the druid ways
now full of knowledge and ready to help those in need
He set off on his travels following his instincts as he went 
first he came across a woman in despair she had a broken arm
which he...

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Broad reach branches, dark scarred where limbs emit
Bounce shade places, host seat of friendship 
Parasitic Mistletoe grows yellow finger medicinal cure
Administered in tinctures mixed by druid pure


Ailing then prevaing, seas writhe with full school fish
Activated magic captured unwraps each wish
Ordained as safe keepers for an...

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From a Druid prince
where his bloodline lay,
he was destined to rule
the world some day.
From a distant hill you could
hear him bay,
the howl of a lonely man.

Come and see the rivers turn
to gold,
come and breach the gap
twinxt the hundredfold
who wait to do what they are told,
across...

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Balgar was starting to feel his age now and tired of travel sorted out a hidden 
cave in which to rest and make some potions. Once he had enough he went to the village two days away where he bartered and traded with locals then...

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All the colors of the spectrum
palette mixed with sweet abandon
dancing to the music of the spheres
space and time entwined enthralled
spin pirouettes in love with life
enchanted frequencies uncalled
flashing in and out
like candles on a West bound freight train of thought 
lumbering through forgetful crossings
blindly stumbling in...

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let’s hike up to the druid arch!
i am less than enthusiastic
let’s drive to it I suggest
grandma! you can’t drive there!\

we do a little encyclopedia research
druid arch is one hundred and fifty foot tall
impressive in the middle of nowhere

it is a cedar mesa sandstone reminder
of the...

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Patrick Brennan enters the Craic Pub
His wife is at home, twisting her Celtic knot necklace
Enticing him to come home early, before he is too far into the cups
Gaelic love sent to him courtesy of her Great Grandmother Magda

Magda was a female druid, and her essence...

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