We are all EQUAL... poem |
Who doesn’t wish for a stubborn spirit?
Who hasn’t sharpened the edge of his soul?
When, just as our eyes are opened, we see hate,
and just after learning to walk, we are tripped,
and jus...
Posted by on Thu, 13 Mar 2008 16:55:00 GMT |
The Guradian |
My art has a profound spiritual meaning for me.. and is usually made for 1 person in particular or with one thought in mind... several of my pieces ( especially those made for others) are what I call ...
Posted by on Mon, 03 Mar 2008 14:23:00 GMT |
January 22, 2008 Full moon |
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There is a glorious full moon tonight... and in my part of our world....tis snowing lightly.. what an awesome sight, the feeling of magick.... the calm, the power, the purity, the freedom, the ...
Posted by on Wed, 23 Jan 2008 12:44:00 GMT |
Viking Good Wishes... |
Good Wishes I wish all of my friends wonderful thingsAs I hope to see what my song will bring.May the Gods hear my heartfelt invocationsIn favour of my friends from many nations.May Loki's wiles bring...
Posted by on Fri, 18 Jan 2008 08:37:00 GMT |
heritage |
Heritage I can feel my heritage through shrouded mists of lore,Feel ancestors blessing me from ancient days of yore,I see dragonships grounding on skraelings distant shoreI hear the song of axe and be...
Posted by on Mon, 31 Dec 2007 10:49:00 GMT |
Warrior Woman |
Being A Warrior WomanDo I not seem soft and gentle,My skin, smooth, my hair undone,But in my softness, my blood burnsRage I will on the battle-field,You will know and remember my cry,A woman can be fi...
Posted by on Thu, 20 Dec 2007 12:37:00 GMT |
Wild Geese |
Wild Geese
Poem by Mary Oliver
You do not have to be good.You do not have to walk on your kneesfor a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.You only have to let the soft animal of your bodylove w...
Posted by on Mon, 17 Dec 2007 08:31:00 GMT |
The Lake Isle of Innisfree |
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William Butler Yeats. 1865
The Lake Isle of Innisfree
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I WILL arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there, of clay an...
Posted by on Mon, 17 Dec 2007 08:27:00 GMT |
beautiful words |
And in the flesh desire did spring..and in the mind, she wondered...Of what became of him and her..and the world they tore asunder.For the battle came, and he lay dead... Her heart was filled with sor...
Posted by on Wed, 12 Dec 2007 16:45:00 GMT |
Warriors Will |
WARRIORS WILL by Bodvarr VilhjalmurBattle torn, worn and weak,I stand in line to fightThe wolf is hungry for his meat,Which I'll not be tonight.My sword I raise above my head, And sound my battle horn...
Posted by on Mon, 10 Dec 2007 22:50:00 GMT |
