Recognition
Heka
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A poem for Don 1953-1998
Recognition
“Your smile, like a snapshot
Takes me back – other lifetimes
Years together – memories rising
Makes me think that I loved you then
That I still do…
In that instant, introduction
Eyes locked – recognition
From a distant stream
I didn’t have to wonder
If you knew – you knew…
Brought together – times strained
Need you now – your wildness
Your breath – your dreams
Inspire my life so I can stay
With you now…
Never knew a laugh like yours
So honest – so alive – so dangerous
You touched the edge – you gave me joy
You awakened my journey
You left so suddenly…
Abandoned – alone – missing
It’s dark without your presence
I needed you – more of you
Never enough, but you’re gone
Forever from this time…
Airplanes take away my desire
They crash my future – my plans
Destroying anything that could ever be
Between us – except your belief
Of what I could be…
You made me strong – and not afraid
Of anything – like I used to be
I’m sick without you – but whole
Who you were – what you gave -
I Am - Now that I’ve known you…
Recognition
“Your smile, like a snapshot
Takes me back – other lifetimes
Years together – memories rising
Makes me think that I loved you then
That I still do…
In that instant, introduction
Eyes locked – recognition
From a distant stream
I didn’t have to wonder
If you knew – you knew…
Brought together – times strained
Need you now – your wildness
Your breath – your dreams
Inspire my life so I can stay
With you now…
Never knew a laugh like yours
So honest – so alive – so dangerous
You touched the edge – you gave me joy
You awakened my journey
You left so suddenly…
Abandoned – alone – missing
It’s dark without your presence
I needed you – more of you
Never enough, but you’re gone
Forever from this time…
Airplanes take away my desire
They crash my future – my plans
Destroying anything that could ever be
Between us – except your belief
Of what I could be…
You made me strong – and not afraid
Of anything – like I used to be
I’m sick without you – but whole
Who you were – what you gave -
I Am - Now that I’ve known you…
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you are like a sweet orange my dear
you are safe
and cold
and from my branches
lets snuggle in bed'
and talk about peace like
john lennon and yoko ono
917
or whatever the date my be
Tree magic? Earth Pagan? Wicca?
Do as thou wilt. I always loved that credo.
Sorry about your loss :(
But you seem to be handling it well.
BTW I have a good friend who is Wiccan. And my buddy just started dating a Wiccan.
Bob, Bob, he's our man
if he can't do it Wic-can
ok, that was bad.
I am very open to the Celt and earth religions due to their naturalist take on life and the earth as one.
However, apparently I have some sort of inherant "block." I appear to have a natural ability to cant readings, I have never had a good tarot nor palm. I am often wondering what it is about me that does this?
Now, to be blunt, I am also not one hundred percent convinced of the veracity of readings, but I have always enjoyed them and a skilled individual can teach someone a great deal about themselves regardless. Perhaps it is this fact alone that would block the reading itself. I don't know.
Any advice?
I always keep in mind the Harm None and Blessed Be. I try to live by that as much as I can, though I'm not Wiccan. I am pleased that you are here to fully compliment and join us as a coven of writers if you will.
However, I always get severely contradictory readings and I have been told that my thoughts are either too private or that I am not open enough for the reading to work effectively. This comes as a surprise to me as, well, I make my thoughts fairly plain, and I have always thought that I was a pretty open individual.
However, I do wonder what it is I don't want anyone to know? Or is it something that I don't want to know. hmmm....
Ack. Ah well, I shall stop bothering you with my drivel.
LOL please continue forward in the grand tradition that you have begun. I have interrupted far too often.
seta
No interruptions, all good. I'm outta here for the weekend. A big Mabon gathering - should be about 300 of us. Can't wait! Hippy love fun! Fire, drumming, dancing - lots of mead...mmmmm...