Brigit Poems - Poems about Brigit

...At water’s edge, this rocky chasm shore. I am Belisama, numen of lakes and rivers, or sometimes Brigit of mystic phasm lore. I am the brightest one, the fiery one who delivers. To the Romans I ......

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...I am Lilizzi, or the spirit of fire, I am the pure essence of the flame itself, all fear and adore me. Does not every star in the heavens burn because of me? Out of all four elements, I am by f......

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..."Have you called Brigit yet?" A friend to bawl and Here she is, in times or tales of plight and fight, peace and flight. One year for every finger on each hand, one to hold and one to rend. ......

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...In me there is a tried and true reflection of the Green the black, the forest, the damp leaves and the rain in winter. Everyday in the evening, when the dawn breaks- I walk the animal trails to s......

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...Upon lovers it dawned that Love turns on everything and it comes in all forms fit for everyone there is not “just one” but rather many for in the land of Love is Plenty and simply put ......

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...Sweet sounds of summer-land ring through the wood where wood nymphs call echoing laughter so bright. Brigit, the bright one, dressed in willow green, dances green pathways through forest deep. Tr......

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...Crushed beneath the skin of Brigit, hollowed out, Stuffed full of mead & words; I drift here Losing touch, losing form Wishing there was one, just one who never hated me......

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