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animal lover that I am, I have more than one spirit animal.
They used to always be the wolf, eagle, and raccoon.
Also curiously enough, turtle.
I know when they change, and they recently have.
My newest power animals are the butterfly and the snake.
Both represent transformation, revitalization, and change.
I welcome them with open arms.
Even the twelve foot rat snake I saw last week.
Rat snakes eat mice, which would explain why I don’t have any.
For this I am grateful.
Butterflies have always been my spirit animal also.
They land on me and sometimes stay for a while
My spirit animals change, as I change.
Which is often, as I am a Gemini, am I not?
Amid the white patches of that mauve gracious dusk,
I bask in an awaited dawn since I found myself from a lost world
to win over my innermost conflicts at last,
I remember the spirit that rejoiced my tattered hopes...
~~~~~~My Phoenix spirit guides me in~~~~~
That mighty river~~
which flowed through rapids and ravines and
streams that mingled into it or crossed a path just once,
I remember the light which kept me sane...
The incessant cycle~~
of nights and days,
inconspicuous, anticipated, enchanting
I remember hushed whispers transforming into soothing lullabies..
That steady rock~~
which stands for ages facing all the odds
to wait for a pleasant morning,
I remember how it revived the withering moss...
That drop of rain~~
which poured to rejuvenate life in grief,
I remember how it soaked parched Earth in colors...
That winter breeze~~
accompanied by frost, undesired yet gleaming with delight,
I remember the wings that made it soar in the sky..
That lost alley in the woods~~
which guided voyagers even when nobody liked to walk upon it,
I remember the fire that guided a laid path...
That oak tree~~
which grew from a sapling when storms tried to uproot it,
I remember the courage that kept it upright...
The warrior who never gave up~~
despite the battles lost in the journey,
I remember the ashes that built her again...
The woman who found a life~~
growing from a naive girl who learnt from her mistakes,
I remember the dreams that revealed the mystery of love....
A light of faith, a ray of hope,
A drop of elixir, a soothing breeze
The fire that builds from ashes to rebirth
over lands to fly upon and rise
It guides me, lights me, loves me
While I rise to revive my hopes
I see a Phoenix engulfing my spirit.
May 26, 2020
Spirit Animal Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Constance(Dear Heart)
Winner: First Place
"I shall be like a tree,
planted by the rivers of water,
to bring forth fruit in season,
my leaves shall not wither;
and whatever I do will be good."
Psalm 1:3 (in my words)
My thoughts are a magnet reflecting . . .
my thinking has wings . . . an innate magnetic signal
feelings of grace and gratitude brings me infinite power
it is the law of attraction
positive images I hold within are my strength
for good attracts good
~ I pour out my treasure of knowledge like gold
and wisdom like silver . . . I give it freely
to lead you from a path of darkness ~
remove the chains from around your neck
the anguish and negativity holding you
from a happy path of life
keep mercy and truth in your heart
for the like-minded to find
~ the butterfly is my spirit animal
so, I welcome change and wear a crown of peace
I pick up my pen to write excellent things ~
I speak words like ruby treasures
turn away from pride, arrogance and evil
will not become the prey of hunters
truth is a lamp . . . hate only brings bitterness
what I say or write is not governed by others
let good be your magnet . . . let magnetism captivate
send good thoughts . . . and they will come back
a hundred times strong
~ think good thougths and you will not cry at the gate
of heaven . . . the gate will open wide
find the tree of life and the path to gratitude and love
and your steps will not stumble ever . . .
. . . and your sleep will be sweet ~
____________________
October 21, 2022
Poetry/Free Verse/the ornament of grace
Copyright Protected, ID 10-1496-007-21
All Rights Reserved, 2022, Constance La France
Posted to Facebook 10/28/2022
Written for the Premiere contest, Our Innate Magnetism
sponsor, Unseeking Seeker, Judged 10/27/2022
First Place (Trophy win)
On the zodiac trail of Pisces,
I walk my life on the track of totem wolf,
that pervades the sanctum of my solemn spirit
in the transparent topography of my alpha traits.
It lends me strategic strength and primal power,
making my mind feral and the psyche so valiant.
I follow its footprints persistently, pursuing desires,
with a heart where streams of empathy and love flow.
Although preferring to break away from the pack,
like it does, I fiercely defend my family and friends.
So, don’t trifle with me for I’m strong and relentless,
with the soul compliant to the ethos of my spirit animal.
I trace in entrancing tranquility its solemn shadow,
showing me the mesmeric magic of moonbeam lattice,
while in the mystique blue night I murmur in divine joy,
hear the whisper of moonshine cadence calling me home.
June 2, 2020
Contest : All Yours (Feb 28)
Sponsor : Brian Strand
Mister Tom Turkey says gobble gobble
Mrs. Tom Turkey’s head goes wobble wobble
Zig-zaging through yards of grass they meet
Hen teaching her younglings 'bout how to eat
Tom gathers, his tuft dangling from his breast
His wingtips dragging, along with all the rest
Our feathers that we fan out are fabulous
A wattle hanging from our beaks are sabulous
A sign of power, we are just like the omnivores
Our relatives, are the dinosaurs- Buitreraptors
Fierceness and courage are our personality
We stroll about with our plumes, like royalty
Cocks prance ‘round like an Indian Sundance
Our totem spirit animal symbol is abundance
The main stars we are, during the holidays
Butterballs, cooked in many delicious ways
KellyBronze Birds, 16 lbs. are the Rolls-Royce
We are a source of nourishment, for your choice
As you zest us, and massage us use a rind
Of Valencia, naval, or blood orange of a kind
Try a pink, or white coarse salt as a brine
Take a minute with Chablis, a glass of wine
A seasoned cornbread stuffing of Italian sausage,
Golden raisins, walnuts and herbs freshly grown
Stuff us, seal us in foil and into the oven we're 'goin
Uncover us in the last hours until we're bronzed
Golden tan on the outside, then let us cool down
Juicy is our white meat and as tasty as our brown
When you give thanks today and put us on display
Don’t forget to show us gratitude, s'il vous plaît
We are noble birds!
Every mid nights I stay partially awake..
Haunted by schizophrenic nightmares,
Detached from conscience,
Convulsed by delusions..
"Serpentine spirit" swings me into unimaginable
adventures and tries paralysing me..
I heard a serpent would come
to prick us with venom only if we commit any sin..
But I haven't committed any..? i cogitate..!!
Then, later I verbally query before it could strike me..
To my astonishment I hear some charming music
behind the woods..
Someone comes to protect me
by attempting to rip the fangs of spirits..
While I observe them keen,
dancing to the music being heard..
I understand something..
The fierce movements performed are in fact
to defend themselves..
I intricately watch without taking off my eyes
as they hiss.. and hiss..and hiss..
After some time I voluntarily plunge myself
to wriggle &dance falling on the floor for the pitch and rhythm..
Deep down i perceive strange feelings,
Assuming to be connected with these magical spirits.
Goes on this rhythmic cavort..
as I dwell and sway in the hallucinations untill dawn..
I would call this to be supramundane..
which exquisitely flourishes in my daily nights.
31-5-2020
~DEEPA~
Third place in the Contest.
Note: Spirit animal poetry Contest
Sponsored by Dear Heart.
beneath the bright ember fire and azure skies,
I close and rest my eyes for a moment
sleep prowl with the sun's warm caress.
I lie in quiet rhythmic purr of the pride.
the whole land dreads both of the beast and king
that walk-in integrity and honor.
my spirit walks on land until it comes
to a mirror pond to quench my thirst.
my image reflects, a vibrant yellow mane
the color of the golden Egypt sands
and eyes of gold.
a mystical force speaks in my thoughts,
"You, the King of Beast will roar with steel courage,
walk cloak in the lunar power of la noche,
while souls are in peaceful sleep
like a cat you will unseen and
unheard hunt yet immobile."
6/1/2020
Spirit Animal Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Dear Heart
his howling wakes me
not fully but enough
I follow his lead
his amber wolf eyes give me a clue
this message will be important
I hear little bear drumming
dark shadow streaks overhead
I recognize it as eagle
Another spirit guide
Something is afoot
My spirit animals do not venture into dreams lightly
I silence my heart, listening
It is beating faster than usual
Wolf gives me a warning glance
I try to calm myself
The hair on the back of my neck bristles.
Confirmation I need to be on full alert.
Big changes are coming
Something powerful.
Little bear’s drumming gets louder.
My eyes pop open as I receive the message
Dark eagle shadow flies over
Verifying their warnings are real.
Anticipation keeps me wide eyed and awake.
Dear Heart’s Contest
Sponsor: Dear Heart
Written 6-3-2020
Contest: A Spirit Animal or Spirit Animals
Beware the morning tiger
Before his first coffee
Look out for the afternoon lizard:
Ectotherm on the sidewalk soaking in other people’s acknowledgement
On occasion I’m a hummingbird
Seeking life’s nectar while shying away from human contact
Sometimes I’m a dolphin
Smiling and dancing in the waves
Last week I felt like a beaver
Getupgotoworkdomyworkgotobedgetupgotoworkdomyworkgotobed
(do beavers even have beds?)
Whatever happened to the puppy
Who would romp exuberantly through the day
Eventually collapsing in utterly exhausted joy?
Be wary of the electric eel
Who will zap you if you get too close
Look at the proudly preening peacock
Hoping somebody will notice me
Occasionally I’m a jackrabbit
Always on my guard, ready to run away from conflict
At times I’m a giraffe
Able to rise above the dust of the day
This week I was a worker bee putting in a day’s work
Happy to let the Queen be in charge
Whatever else I may be, I feel like a White Rhino
Older, wiser, stronger, endangered
My spirit animal is a zoo
…or a puppy
Little Bear was watched over carefully by her bear spirit animal
She did not always see her, but she felt the bond and communication
When she was scared or upset, the grizzly bear showed up in spirit
To reassure her, give her advice, to listen and sooth her feelings
I wonder why my spirit animal is a bear, she asked her grandmother
Because you have so much spirit, you needed a large animal
One you would admire, and listen to, the bear chose you.
Never forget to thank her, she is your spirit animal, a gift.
Do you have a spirit animal, Grandmother?
Grandmother smiled at the question, yes, for me to know.
Do you share your spirit animal with others?
From time to time, with a grizzly bear, she replied.