the deer is my spirit animal
she knows this and comes to me often
unfortunately, sometimes I am in a car
I am sad to report I have hit and killed four deer
while walking in the woods I heard footsteps in the leaves next to me
it was a beautiful thin doe; she was matching my steps, walking alongside
feeling a kinship to me, understanding we have a connection
I have seen more fawns walk out into a road than most
intuitively, I know I was either a deer in another lifetime or I will be
I am a professional listener, guided by my spirit animal.
a soft, kind spirit.
At day break, Commanche maiden wanders to the river
Solemn silence greets her, then a tiny flick in the water
Brother catfish, she guesses,
Movement to the west
She turns and meets the eyes of a fawn
The creature is here to give her a lesson
She listens the best she can
For fawn is her spirit animal
She has much to learn
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.
he does not mean to throw his beauty around
he does it without knowing
he is the peacock
a spirit animal
representing
prestige
expansiveness
vision
confidence
and
magnificence
a visionary
Wyandotte princess sent her favored owl out to the camps
she trusted his council, he would come back with a plan
a link between her ancestors and her offspring,
an ancient wise entity, in the form of a hoot owl
he would be full of ideas,
she allowed herself to dream
knowing this is how he would convey
the plan to save her tribe from the marauders
man and beast travel along gentle moon lit path,
pink land of enchantment shown in mind eye fair,
neighboring warriors sleeping off their wrath
ethereal future battle in the air,
spirit animal gives master a knowing stare
How to find my spirit animal?
I ask father sky, mother Luna, brother wind.
Sister star gives me a hint.
Listen, watch, wait, and pay attention to your dreams.
Allow your thoughts to bring her to you.
What animal are you the most drawn to?
Think about your past connections – trinkets, photographs, art works
If you have twelve pillows with horses on them, she might be your spirit animal.
You may have more than one. I have three.
I have read up on them. They each bring something new to my life.
Some promote tranquility and peace. Others bring you the fire of enthusiasm.
Hawk out of nowhere
Lands on my fence, infecting
Me with its spirit
Magnificent and regal, she stands, alive with wisdom and a sense of purpose in her plans. She lingers along the ridges of great mountains of pine, creating beds within the laurels and fern, beckoning the pack to share her shrewd choice for a lair. Her hair is thick and gray, exquisite in its fascinating appeal to the introspective soul. She reminds the onlooker that she is one to always listen to when the moon turns full and bright. She raises the hair on most creatures necks when she moves her nose to the air, beckoning all to listen to her as she howls out a gracious tune for the hearer. She is alive with a muse that seems to say, “I am sure. I am strong. I am wise and filled with faith”… and that is who I choose to grace my thoughts as a animal who I will embrace as my own spirit animal.
howling to the moon
inspiration fills the heart
songs of the gray wolf
Spirit Animal Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Dear Heart
Written and Posted on June 3, 2020
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
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
“If anyone wants to know what elephants are like,
they are like people only more so.”
— Peter Corneille
That 'feral' part of me- mimes you in praise.
You, Elephant, I've followed many ways;
your cogent, native skills inspire my deeds
as you attune me to familial needs
I make it easier to help them through
for young ones of my 'herd', and elders too,
so that like you, my kindred will endure-
my sense of duty matches yours for sure-
fierce guardian- yet, gentle as a lamb
a mother, matriarch- surely I am-
you've influenced me since I was a child;
so like you, Elephant- majestic, wild.
May 29, 2020
~1st Place~
Contest: My Spirit Animal
Sponsor: Dear Heart
Judged: 06/07/2020
Form: Couplet- Written as a Reversible Poem-
can be read up or down.
(Newly formatted poem, with references
from a former poem)
Sister Howling Wolf was having another totem dream, tossing in her sleep.
Her most powerful totem, Turtle, was determined to get her attention again.
Stick to your true path! Turtle lulled into her thoughts, telepathy quite deep.
Ancient primal wisdom came from Turtle, so to not fully listen was a sin.
Sister Howling Wolf knew Turtle always gave her the best advice, from soul.
She incorporated this totem wisdom into her dream state, and relaxed a bit.
Turtle always kept her on her true path; often kept her integrity whole.
She sent him her love, and enjoyed his visual show of wisdom and his wit
If you have never been in touch with a spirit animal
follow me for you have simply not paid attention
I have so many I am a walking wildlife zoo
My ultimate most powerful spirit animal is the deer
neck to neck with the wolf and the eagle
Deer reminds me to be demure, to wait, to listen
Wolf urges me to be primal, to howl as loudly as I can
And as often as I can, to be sensual and serious
To gnash my meat up, tearing it apart with gusto
Eagle encourages me to soar, to fly as high as I can,
To take myself safely to the mountain top, and
feed my eaglets any rabbit I can catch and carry
Wait. Do these spirit animals contradict each other?
Remember, I am a Gemini. Mercurial and changeable.
A chameleon also guides me, helping me to switch colors.
Chasing away playful raccoon another spirit animal
who is riding my spiritual dragon into the enchanted forest
yelling commands, followed closely by turtle who tries to keep up.
Winter wolf sees me through,
Guarding me with sheer love,
Fending off the pack,
Making sure I am nurtured
Understanding my pain,
Soothing me in ways only he can.
Keeping me away from others,
Keeping me safe.
Winter wolf, my best spirit animal,
Comes to me in my dreams,
Assures me all will be great
If I follow my heart
He keeps me in his sights,
Day and night,
Guarding me with sheer love
Fending off the pack.
I feel loved.
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