10 x 10

Amen-Hallelujah

A clarion call carries earth vibrations to the Inner Planes

Angel songs without words reverberate on rungs of Jacob’s ladder

Moon Goddess reflects the Sun’s light on planet Earth’s night

Vision of beauty triumphant and divine love, Empress of Venus

Power of the mind in Mercury fires the creative imagination

Sun is the central point of balance of the universe

Power from Mars destroys what is spiritually incorrect for evolution

Jupiter bestows the compassion of the creator, a beneficent ruler

Saturn binds in form the divine force of the cosmos

Sirius holds universal knowledge and five rays of the Cosmos

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For Victoria’s prompt at dVerse.  A form of poetry with ten words created by Brian Miller.

 

The Last Enchantment

Cordials and medicines,

perfumes concocted for the Queen’s pleasure,

herbs for the King’s kitchen

redolent of peace and the age of gold.

But with the sense of some change to come

as the fall of leaves and coming of winter.

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He came on a golden evening

There was a full moon

like a ghost in the sky before sunset.

It hung behind the apple boughs

like a great misty lantern.

The room smelled of hyssop, apples and plums

laid on the shelves to ripen.

I heard a light step behind me and turned.

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Magician they call me

but I niether expected his coming nor heard him

until I saw him lit by the deepening gold of the moon.

The meeting in the mist on the Island’s shore

had come back to me frequently, a dream, something imagined.

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The real boy was here, flushed and smiling

as if unsure of his welcome.

Dressed in grey with a cloak the colour of beech-buds.

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He began ‘I don’t suppose you remember me…’

‘Why should I not?  You are the boy who is Ninian’.

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From a novel by Mary Stewart

‘A tale of Merlin’s own enchanting.  In the dark ebbtide of his powers he finds he is not totally deserted by his god.  Struggling for resignation, he finds a fulfilment that even he had never dreamed of.  His power and bright vision will be at the King’s service as long as Arthur lives, and, as he believes, long after.’

A ‘Black it Out’ for Björn’s prompt at dVerse

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The Fool

fool

The beginning and the end is naught

In the depths of consciousness

something new is sought.

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A flower is alive within the seed

Earth, air and water will see it sprout

in the warmth and light of Spring.

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Sun rises from the nadir

A new loop in the spiral of eternity

ensouls a spark with the lust for life.

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It surges forward without fear

in the bright sunshine of a new day

unaware of the dark precipice.

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The abyss that awaits foolishness

and swallows the careless intentions

of the incarnate.

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Tread carefully for the shells

of materiality are hidden in duality

moulds making a false trail.

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The womb and the tomb await

the return of the wandering soul

seeking  enlightenment.

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The Tarot Cards of Sarah Wheatley

See them http://sarahmagdalene.com/2014/12/22/the-fool/ here

Bread

Bread

Seed is the template

and the mystery of wheat

brings the bread of life

 

Light is nourishment

earth and water sustaining

elemental earth.

 

Fire transforms the mix

raising the ingredients

manna from heaven

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At dVerse Grace’s prompt is BREAD

A Long Hot Summer

escher m c bond of union 1956

Time slips past punctuated by pain

The small hours of morning

dragging by in dark moonlessness

until the lip of the sun’s circumference

brings the dawning of another day.

 

Summer burns hot in delirium

drugged dizziness dulls perception

I hold my book high reading

as if staring at the ceiling

until I have no strength to support it.

 

Hours pass into days and days into weeks

weeks turn to months.

will I ever get better?

Too weak to walk or sit or eat

eventually sleep brings blessed relief.

 

Summer stretches into October

blazing days still burning

I venture out onto the terrace

and sit in the shade

to contemplate progress made.

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Artwork ‘Bond of Union’ 1956 by M C Escher from The Mag

and shared with dVerse

 

 

Elements

Dali Angel of Port Lligat.

Raphael raises yellow sun in morning air

shines from the East a crystal light of Spring.

Midday burns red fire of Summer in the South

shining Michael’s Emerald Ray.

Westerly Moon reflects a silver chalice in

blue water on Gabriel’s autumnal quarter.

Dead of night at North comes Winter Green

Bronze cauldron of Auriel Archangel of Earth.

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Seven rays of rainbow reach through the sky

a colourful ark imitating the curve of the earth

invisible white light seen in a spectrum split

through water and resting in elemental air.

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For Bjorn’s prompt at dVerse

Four Elements, Four Quarters, Four Archangels forever present but usually unseen.

Angel of Port Lligat by Dali