Priestesses Poems - Poems about Priestesses

...The women sing songs to the moon, Praising its beauty. They dance and sing when it’s in its full glow, Their souls ascending and descending, Transformed into priestesses. The men ven......

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...In the cathedral of time, where seconds drip like holy myrrh on the altar of eternity, We stand, creatures of light draped in mantles of shadow and doubt, With golden hands weaving the veil of real......

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...Women, secret priestesses of the soul and undying dream, Whispering ancestral secrets woven in the threads of destiny, Knowing men like parchments deciphered under the full moon’s glow, Understand......

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...It was a time of change for the islanders a time of letting go a time of ending things a time of confusion a time of saying no a time when love died It was a time of change for th......

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...It took very little to make us happy young and intoxicated with feeling high on the thought of holding one another, embracing our way to madness, another bite of the apple we were deeply in lov......

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...Behold Queen of Priestesses I bow my head in your sanctuary Of cool stone, circling your obelisk Receiving roses and papyrus to cover my breasts of aching love and thorns Glyphs pierce my sk......

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...High Priests and Priestesses of Environmental Conservation My comrades and I hereby present our observations In light of runaway climate change and glacier-melt That among our brothers and s......

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...iPhone Maniacs crankshaft tendencies secure a brace of sly meatballs truth daggers entice the worm girls with petite pastas creature lilacs uproot themselves for pink dippity-do gels white nylo......

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...The night before the longest day a man Went walking on the chalk path on the hill Collecting stars. He had a little pan To sift them as they fall, for fall they will Some crumble quickly into s......

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..." Vennesa" Beautiful Butterfly.. A Feminin of Venus Godes of Love.. " Artii" Is Light.. Shining White Light.. Generous.. Kind and Bright... Great Vision Of Balance In Life.. Prefection And Wi......

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...She is not just images of starving children with bellies bloated with air She is not just dry faces and tattered clothes with flies circling her hair She is not just voodoo priestesses drinking......

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...The vomit stench of ******** reeks from the webcam as the living dirt approaches. She is so free from restraint: goodbye natural law and biblically derived morality, for the personalism of t......

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...You say I’m a pagan, playing a lute in deep moonlight; playing tunes that revere Mother Nature. You say I’m a wizard, because I can read your palms, and tell what is in store for you in the f......

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... A cat has nine lives, so, they say, ......

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...Should I come for you when night has fallen... Shall I call your name when twilight descends... Will temple bells hold you as dusk deepens... Will the Royal Priestesses be with you when I come... Wi......

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