- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Solstice
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Songs like starspins fill the velvet air
cloaking me at midnight deep in prayer.
I hear Her.
The rarity of love unbound has spilled
It's heat into a place as yet untilled.
I feel Her.
The blood of birthing splatters on the ground;
Her waist is, by the Warriors Sword, girt round.
I see Her.
The scent of Stag in rut, of woman juice
Commingles in a momentary truce.
I smell Her.
Upon my lips a tear drops from Her eye
And burns and soothes and calls my spirit nigh.
I taste Her.
I stand with upraised arms- no bowed head here
And, vows renewed, I welcome the New Year.
The Yule log burns; the Circle casts it Light
Upon this Sacred day, and Solstice night.
Blessed Be.
- COMMENTS
Rybkaover 20 years agoI found the first two stanzas very strong. - A strong "thumbs up"!
Anonymousover 20 years agoBoo,
I am not worthy to write. Yes I can see that I am not good at writing poetry. Just that I write from my heart. Forgive me for being mistaken for you.
Kim (JacksBaby1)
Maria2394over 20 years agoas though I was alone in the forest watching something rare and priviledged and it was serene and beautiful, thank you :) maria
Icingsugarover 20 years agoA poem with an earthy, warm, profound vibe that pulls me in entirely. Yay!
