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Crocus

Posted by Sorcha on January 20, 2013 at 12:05 PM Comments comments (4)

Miracles

come in petals

through

the cold.

Crocus

calls

to the aging

Spirits

that ebb

and says

it’s time

to go

Home.

 

Spring Ahead

Posted by Sorcha on March 10, 2010 at 11:30 AM Comments comments (2)

Snow falls

in lazy

flakes,

floating

from

high up

to gently

below.


Coating

the world

in

white tears,

frozen

with

the Pain.


Sleep

sweet

Mother,

wake

when it is

warm,

to shake the

roots

and

bare the ...

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Bear and I

Posted by Sorcha on March 9, 2010 at 7:57 PM Comments comments (2)

Boastful Bear

walks

through mindful

woods,

on his way

to

Sister Salmon.

Raking in

the scales

to weigh

his life

against the

next

day.

As Rapid Rain

tinks

against the

River

in a play to

win the

focus.

But

Giant Bear

heeds no mind

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Waterfall Cry

Posted by Sorcha on March 9, 2010 at 7:56 PM Comments comments (2)

There are

Waterfalls

in the

Mountains,

that sing

the

anthem

of the beating

Mother Heart.

Calling out

for the

Painted Warriors

to raise

battle cry

and

fight for

Her.

Pounding against

Rock

and guiding

children fish

back

away from

the ...

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Winter Whispers

Posted by Sorcha on February 16, 2010 at 7:22 PM Comments comments (3)

I am barefoot

in the snow,

again.


Grandmother often warned me

I was part

wolf.

Leaving only

toe prints

in the snow.


I cannot feel

the cold.

Wrapped in fur

and leather.

Running for

the caves

I hide in.

Like the

animals.

Like the

friends I know

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Belly Dance

Posted by Sorcha on September 22, 2009 at 7:40 PM Comments comments (2)

It is a
belly dancer
in the grass,
with simmering
green
costume
and a
delicate
writhe of
tongue.
Twisting
and
undulating
to a beat
of
Nature’s
own.
Coming closer
charmed
like the tide,
with so
much
power,
before it
stops.
Head up,
looking at
me.
Not even
He
wants to
dance
alone.



Zephyrus

Posted by Sorcha on September 17, 2009 at 11:36 AM Comments comments (3)

Breeze

covers

the places

I left

bare.

Like silk

or

water,

cold

and

crisp.

Makes everything

shiver

and tighten.

Makes me

Smile.

Sister Wind

thank you

for your

time.

Running fingers

through

my

hair

and drying

al...

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Melt Down

Posted by Sorcha on September 16, 2009 at 11:54 AM Comments comments (0)

Toes sink

into mud.

Cold squish

captures

toes hot

with their

journey.

Rain pouring down

locks of hair

turning straight

to ringlets

and

passing the drop.

Painted

in the colorful

clay

and hunting

for invisible prey

now melts

and removes

the mask

to pale

...
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Dusk

Posted by Sorcha on September 15, 2009 at 10:49 AM Comments comments (1)

Sunshine dapples the

Earth

in muted greys

of yellow.

As Night

threatens

to overcome

and swallow

it down

in hungry gulps.

Making everything

tense into

silence.

Leaving everything

lost

to the

moment.

I wait

all day for

that

moment.




Riverside

Posted by Sorcha on September 14, 2009 at 3:47 PM Comments comments (2)

Flowing water

babbles

down the

rocks and roots

of trees long forgotten

and left

to

grow back slowly.

Moving like

silk

over lush terrain

and soft moss.

Fingers dip

inside

to feel the

moan

of

it slosh

and gush

past

becoming

a bigger

and bigger
...

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