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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 of flowers, fertility, sensuality, and delight. Selena Fox
In the cosmic blast, eternal fires create the cosmos.
An incensed mind is like a tarot deck close.
Awareness of human feelings' everlasting nature
soul-igniting, head-raising, flame-purifying feature
Beltane, a Pagan festival, goes by the name of May Day.
It occurs between the equinoxes of Ostara and Litha.
The festival commemorates spring in the best way.
An event tied firmly with fertility in the pagan era
It occurs three hours after the sun has set.
worn a wild beast to depict earth, fire, water, or air.
Toasting nature, life, and future by fire dance minuet.
A fairly grim festival that may aim out of a dare
Event held in 2020 during the COVID-19 shutdown.
Had put all who participated in the COVID threat.
I feel it is unfair, as holy sites are closed in each town.
It is not moral to leave others out of this event yet.
The keenness amid the eternal inner stillness
Ignites God's everlasting flame upon reality.
I travel in the light of heavenly happiness.
which is the vowed road to the vivid hall of deity.
Written: March 04, 2023
Which fire is eternal Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Joe Maverick
Deep in the woods
The dirt road went deep in the woods where bad things happened
There were shacks in the trees with guard dogs in front of them
Traffic went in and out, with ongoing illegal activity happening
License plates on the vehicles would change, when they leave
They had free reign to do anything, cops in their pockets participated
Drugs, money laundering, assaults, abuse, all the worst kinds of acts
People came from out of town and out of state too, for a long time
Later the shacks burned down, leaving the rubble near the brook
Remnants of evil laid on the ground of children’s lives fractured
--- In the woods ---
Heidi Sands
8/23/17
Sense of Sereanity
The curtains hold the sunlight at bay
Covers wrapped up around my insanity
A lull, a tranquility, envelopes
The paper bearing witness to my demons
Verse upon verse of amours and confessions
There in with the darkness of this cloaked room
A sense of serenity
As the knife stabs at my insanity
Very black is I
Gwydion and Hafgan
Dance in the meadows of my mind
Naked is the lost one
Whose mind falls into the sea
Serenity and Insanity embrace
In naked harmony
As strength ebbs and blood flows
Fading from this Celtic world
Alone and insane
The last call of reality, over the horizon
Oh Tegwen
Note: This poem was inspired by Tim Smith's poem "Sense of Serenity" and the following discussion we had in the Poetrysoup chat room! Was great fun all who participated!
4/9/17
Vultures circled overhead then swooped in
Towards the remains of a human
Nearby an outcrop of rocks that protruded
Another morning filled with fog
A frog sat upon a log
Of which he was fond
Inside a pond full of fronds
Within a bog
Located way beyond
A horse named Cork participated in all sorts of sports
Involving some kind of course
Holding its own head up high, while it continued forth
Even when the winds blew with force
From the south, east, west or north
Close and far from any wharf
They won so often that there owner bought a porsche
And new home with a beautiful porch
A cat that was a black
Attacked a rat
Then ate it as a snack
Rather fast
In a patch of grass
Before it groomed and scratched
Then sat in the back of a shack
Nearby a hat rack and took a nap
At last
Out of town
Across a field that was recently plowed
A brown cow sat down
On the ground
Below a sky with little clouds
After it had some chow
Before, during and after it haled
A person had a few too many pale ales
Then went off the rails
By pulling off a chick's ponytail
And getting caught with a scale
Next day woke up in jail
With no bail
And realized they had failed
In their own coffin another nail
Eventually was released and got home to bills in the mail
And nothing but bread that was stale
So they inhaled
And focused on how to prevail
Throughout the trail
Before seeing boats in the distance with sails
Soon after flew by a flock of quail
And then far away towards the horizon, water spouted from a whale
By: Dalton Ogletree
The soldier let out a wounded sigh,
And tried hard not to cry.
The battlefield was now bloody,
And thanks to a torrential rain, it was quite muddy.
It all started with his deployment to Iraq.
Everything he needed was in his green sack.
He knew he had a job to do,
And that's when he met Jerry and Lou.
Jerry and Lou came from the Netherlands,
And soon, the three of them were the best of friends.
The soldier was chosen to be a guide.
He led them down brown, dusty roads, narrow and wide.
They participated in plenty of drills,
Going up and down the hardest of hills.
One day, their troup got an unexpected surprise.
The enemy was staring them dead in their eyes.
After the battle was over, it was just as the soldier feared.
Jerry and Lou had both been speared.
The soldier's mind was now somber and sad,
As he attended to all the wounds he had.
The U.S.A does not like to be put in ,HARMS WAY"!!!! We all realize who is crazy enough to put"The U.S.A,and "Democracy " "IN HARMS WAY"!The Electric Chair is still given in "The U.S.A": Today".Where would a "Criminal Racist Be without "Democracy"?Where would "The U.S.A. be "Today" if we let some,or "ANY LEADER" get away,when he ,she or them, put,"The U.S.A. "IN HARMS WAY"? The "Electric Chair" is still given in "THE U.S.A."Americans are "RED,YELLOW,BROWN,BLACK,AND WHITE,and this is real,and true facts should help those who are "Racist" see the "Light",because a "Racist" "CAN and IS",and "CAN BE":"RED,YELLOW,BROWN,BLACK,OR WHITE! This is "THE LIGHT"!This is the light of "GOD's CREATION no matter what nation!We look at "The Color"and cannot see what is within,women children boys girls and men! We need to see what is on the outside,and what is on the inside,so that we realize who is an "Enemy"or who is a "Friend"!We who "Love" reach our goal by realizing that which is on the inside of a life source and that which the life source displays by its actions toward the life forms that it encounters.We look at our "NEXT OF KIN" to see their true "Nature"! Whom would put "The United States OF America" "The U.S.A.,and "DEMOCRACY" IN "HARMS WAY"? This "Poem lets us realize that "THE U.S.A. still really gives "THE ELECTRIC CHAIR""TODAY"!!!Ceasor defied "The Lord God Almighty on day,and he had to pay! He was cursed and "The Entire World Was Cursed On That Day",and the entire "World " had to pay. The "World was cursed with a "PLAGUE" like it is "TODAY"!!! GOD'S Truth Endureth to "ALL GENERATIONS"!The Pleasure Of Love Is In Loving!! We Are Happier In What We Feel, "Than In What We Inspire! Let us make our best effort to "RECEIVE PLEASURE" IN LOVING",because of the love that we inspire.LOVING IS NOT PUTTING THOSE WHO YOU LOVE IN "HARM S WAY"!!!Those who created,participated,and supported "The "Inserrection" on "Democracy" on Janurary 6,2021 put "DEMOCRACY IN HARMS WAY ON THAT TERRIBLE DAY FOR THE USA."
Yesterday Was Halloween
By Franklin Price
11/01/2019
Yesterday was Halloween
Trick-or-treaters came around
The weather made it questionable
Rain on tin roof, was the sound
It rained all day until the dark
I thought there would not be
Kids in costumes coming up
To my lighted porch for me
About the time I'd given up
Heard footsteps at the door
Grabbed the bowl of candy
That I'd purchased at the store
I opened up, with smiling face
And looked out on the same
There were little ghosts and goblins
At my door to play the game
Three of them held out their bowls
And I gave them quite a lot
A fourth was in his mama's arms
Was only just a tot
I saw he also had a bowl
And dropped some candy there
He could share it with his mom
I'm sure he would not care
I thanked them all profusely
For trick-or-treaters make things right
Only two more came along
But six still made my night
All came with both their parents
Which made my heart feel good
Participated all together
As good goblin families should
It was high noon in Dodge City, Kansas on that hot and sultry day.
The sheriff was makin' his leisurely rounds on Old Dan, his faithful bay.
Rowdy cowpokes was wettin' their gullets tossin' whiskey down.
That mornin' they'd herded their steers to the railhead jes' east of town!
After bein' on the trail fer weeks they was ready to go on a drunken toot!
The sheriff had been through this before and was ready to settle any dispute!
He was lanky with a leathered face and wore a .44 slung low on each hip.
He was fast on the draw as shown by a dozen notches on each grip!
The cowboys convened at the Long Branch Saloon when an uproar was heard!
They was settlin' an issue with Slick, the resident gambler, that had occured!!
They was yellin' and cussin' tryin' to git their paws on that miserable cheat!
A brawl erupted and shots was fired - the fight spilled out into the street!
The sheriff arrived on the scene and expertly drew his blazin' guns!
After the smoke had settled, three fellers was sprawled upon their buns!
Their pals, havin' seen the odds, hopped on their hosses and took to hoof!
The gallant sheriff triumphed once agin and thus ended the daily spoof!
When the swirlin' dust had settled and the billowin' smoke had dissipated,
The tourists who saw this excitin' event cheered those who had participated!
I reckon you thought a bit of history was bein' played out in old Dodge City!
(If I "steered" you in that direction with this bull, what a doggone pity!)
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved
After flags are posted and banners hung
After floats and bands parade the streets
After the singing and pledges sworn
After family members, friends, and neighbors gather in backyards or on the shores
After the speeches and fireworks
After Americans celebrate their love of country
Let us ponder what was before.
Before “all men are created equal,”
Before “life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness,”
There was “no taxation without representation.”
Before passionate men dumped tea into the sea,
Before they stood up against a king’s blind arrogance and ego,
Before colonial citizens lay dead on the land,
Troops arrived with weapons in hand.
Before this country was legally a nation,
Before founding fathers wrote the Constitution
Before patriots swore allegiance to a “more perfect union.”
They remembered their Creator, and
Pledged life and property one to another.
After two hundred-fifty years,
After numerous challenges to the laws of the land,
After wars, foreign and domestic,
After leaders, both grand and foul,
After bouts civic unrest and violence-
For two hundred-fifty years,
Patriots, devoted to the higher good,
Rose to the cause divine- answered the call.
Strove to maintain the core principles of our laws.
Lovingly pointed out our national flaws.
Stood up for those in need.
Valued the service of others for our safety.
Participated in civic duty.
Respected the ideals behind our national emblems
Fought for the unalienable rights of all.
American patriotism is a messy love affair.
After many years, I sat in a church service filled with culture, custom, ritual, and tradition. The experience took me back and reminded me of the early years of my childhood. The religious and worship experience of my childhood left much to be desired and afforded very little awareness of a Biblical world view. Today, as I sat, observed, and participated, I felt no real presence of a Christ-centered worship experience. No, I was not in a critical mood. These were my brothers and sisters in Christ. Instead, there was a deep cry in my heart and a weeping in my spirit. I do not deny that it is possible that I built a personal partition that may have hindered my worship experience. However, I knew what was lacking and so did others among them who had been massaged and soothed for many a year, but there was too little backing for long-awaited changes.
Realizing my stay would be shortlived and my contribution toward changes would be nill, I left with a feeling of helplessness but also with a hope and a desire to pray that God would rain upon the desert in a little church called Promise Land.
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