As the poet drifts off to sleep,
the mercurial archetypes
below are busy sorting out
their light and dark sides,
together with which typology
will go with each character.
Poetry Archives
Metamorphosis of the Crone
Last night I had a dream
the Triple Goddess appeared,
first as a dancing girl
who wove violets in my hair,
then as my silent mother
who led me by hand to a mirror.
There, a beautiful, ugly
old hag stood laughing at me
and with her laughter
I began to laugh too,
as each flower metamorphosed
into love, poetry and music.
Mama Monarch
Up the hill
and across the field,
behind red maple leaves
the Green Man watches
His Goddess,
busy in the nursery,
feeding, changing, singing
to Her children.
The Shepherd’s Daughter ~ A Red Book of One’s Own
Postscript
Full Harvest Moon blessings to all! Birthed under Oaktober’s magickal full moon, here’s the postscript to my second poetry collection, The Shepherd’s Daughter, my very own “Red Book”.
Writing my second book has been an unexpected joy!