Long Beltane Poems

    


          O, elusive muse, mysterious and profound bruise,
you bewitch my soul, never to be found in the way of former use.
In your...

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The Time of the Summer Solstice
 
Drums pulsing solemnly presage the break of dawn,
bonfires ablaze dot this auspicious June morn.
On the shores of Albion, Druid priests converge,
as Earth, Sea, and Sky do mystically merge.
 
A...

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I will admit that I do not know very much about the Beltane Fire Festival, in
a place called Calton Hill in Edinborough, Scotland, except what I read about
on line, in my investigation.  It is...

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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...

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Spirit of the ancient isles,
Of Erin and of Albion,
I call to thee,
Please come to us,
Ancient spirit come to me,
I call to thee,
In moorland wind,
And highland glen,
In summer meadow,
By Greenwood tree,
I recall bluebells in spring,
Autumn rains...

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CRICKETS IN HEAD
I’m a NeoPagan
From the Church of All Worlds
Dedicated to the celebration of Life.
I’m set on a land in the long run
Looking for crackets.
The brooms come higher that I expected
And the hole throws up...

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Also known as May Eve, May Day, and Walpurgis Night, happens at the beginning of May. It celebrates the height of Spring and the flowering of life.
Colors are the Rainbow spectrum. Beltane is a festival...

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Beltane’s Night
On the eve of Beltane
The Earth’s call rang across hill and heather, towards ford and cliff
From tree to river the door calls, spirits of earth so fair,
Heard by elf and pixie, awakening the dryads...

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Such strange fat fireflies so early in the month of Beltane, pondered Angela, as she watched their ephemeral light brighten then fade.  Was she ken to a mutation from some radioactive mist or super...

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Two sonnets for May, and my muse

The fires are lit, my lover, and the hills
are flickering with little points of light
The sun is set, and deep within the rills
the seeds of stars are littering the...

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The heady scent
Changing through the seasons. 
As spring is no longer embryonic 
It’s adolescence showing through. 
Swathes of yellow 
Popping buds and seed pods as the sun hits,
An audible accompaniment 
To the visual spectacle. 
Each...

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It was May Day and Beltane was the time
Druid Arwn with flowing mane his Grove did call
With upraised arms he did chant in ancient rime
The Sun God ascendeth, but the Solstice marketh his fall!

The 21...

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At the beginning of May, it is a new spring.
It is time to see renewal of everything.
To the native peoples and the diaspora,
flowers and vines reappear in a plethora.
The daytime sun is climbing higher in...

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We'll raise the flames of Beltane night,
in song and dance we'll celebrate,
espoused by fires in Pagan rite,
our god and goddess incarnate.

In song and dance we'll celebrate
among the flames of love's desire
our god and goddess incarnate,
my...

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The Goddess and God are handfasted as one.
Before our Sabbot of Beltane is truly done.
The theme is unity - the emotion is love.
As they join us from their home up above.

Bringing people together who were...

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As April leaves us like a lamb
May comes dancing in
The sunlight glowing up the sky
And celebrations can begin. 

Come see the daylight as it bursts
Upon the rocky shore
And we can light the Beltane fires 
And...

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Some feel the Holy Spirit 
as the fire of the soul.
Some who have NO spirit
might feel a vacant hole.

Perhaps a little devilish
they like to play a bit.
They might light fires in Beltane -
and a “festival”...

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I lost a friend the other day.
By doing her job - she send me away.
Shocked, confused, my mind full of anger.
How seriously close was I to danger?

I kept to myself thinking this was best.
To her...

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