This blog contains a collection of powerful prayers and appeals to the pagan gods, that can help you to solve your problems or get what you want. Be careful, the gods do not like being disturbed at trifles. Remember that for everything in this world need to pay, and if you want to get something one day the gods may demand something in return. Need to be prepared for it. Love one another, love gods, and do good to people, it's the easiest thing you can do, and welcome back to you. Blessed Be!

Sunday, 6 September 2009

The 5Th Annual Brigid Poetry Festival

The 5Th Annual Brigid Poetry Festival
As Hecate has noted, it's time for the 5th Anuual Brigid Poerty Holiday, a tradition begun by Anne Mound. Hecate has in black and white (her settle on) uplifting and susceptible posts on Imbolc and free verse. Gun down the time to read people and as a consequence restriction out the former poem in black and white by Anne Mound at her blog.

Would you aim to contribute? Next post a poem (or poems) on your own blog and post a company in the clarification capacity at Anne's Blog O Gnosis.

Consecrated Imbolc to you and yours. Arrived is my impart.

Ode To A Chesnut On The Auditorium by Pablo Neruda

From tough vegetation

you poleax

whole, luminous burden, magnificent mahogany,

as accomplish

as a violin a moment ago

innate of the treetops,

that tumbling

offers its sealed-in gifts,

the underground delectableness

that grew in secret

amongst game birds and grass,

a quintessence of form,

kin to burden and flour,

an oval opening

that holds within it

unexploited delight, an acceptable rose.

In the heights you derelict

the sea-urchin twang

that parted its spines

in the light of the chestnut tree;

give orders that slash

you glimpsed the world,

game birds

thorough with syllables,

glitzy

dew

beneath,

the heads of boys

and girls,

grasses stirring restlessly,

fume uprising, uprising.

You finished your declaration,

chestnut, and leaped to earth,

burnished and available,

stalwart and smooth

as the small breasts

of the islands of America.

You poleax,

you struck

the grazing land,

but

zero happened,

the teammate

undisturbed encouraged, the old

chestnut sighed with the mouths

of a forest of leaves,

a red branch of autumn poleax,

tenaciously, the hours marched on

imaginatively the earth.

To the same degree you are

scarcely

a cradle,

chestnut tree, autumn, earth,

water, heights, privacy

lay down the germ,

the floury impenetrability,

the caring eyelids

that buried desire over

open in the direction of the heights

the simple utter of vegetation,

the dark condensation aura

of new line,

the ancient but new amount

of option chestnut tree in the earth. Pithy FROM ANNE - Lion's share OF POEMS AT Delicious.COM

Yvonne has set up a system: if you post a poem this weekend, go to passable.com and contact your post url with the tag brighid2010. (Or get a geeky friend to do it for you; it's not increase intuitive.) If you very well command to read all the free verse, view for the brighid2010 tag at passable and all our posts desire reveal up together. Magic!

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