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Pale Duck
 
We met you one day on the marina lake
a small brown duck as pretty as pretty can be
 
We were sitting outside on our boat
having our morning biscuit and drinking our tea
 
You had a brother, and a mother who was kind
I remember so clearly you were poetry defined
 
One day when we arrived at the boat
there was only you and your mum in a circle of light
 
I took a photo, it felt right
 
Years passed by, I saw you each time we arrived
you were my friend, I'm glad that you survived
 
You remain in that bright light dear Pale Duck
a spirit vision for all to see
 
I know that each time I look at your picture
your soul comes closer to me
 
Julie
22nd January 2024
photo by Julie 
***

Until Then

I've imagined the day, when we will walk on the shoreline together

It's nightfall, the in-between time

We're waiting to see the moon glinting on the navy ocean

Our feet crunch on the pebbles as we look out to the horizon

There's a slight breeze, the call of seabirds and anticipation

I'll know this moment when it arrives

I'll wait patiently until then

Julie

March 2024

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Lace

We dipped our toes into the sea, cooling water, free

hermit crabs, wearing their shells like armour, it was we

A holiday for a lifetime, a perfect sonnet, a rhyme

welsh cakes with butter, sublime

Why did we love each other, we had talked about our mothers

the sea is our mother, our lover 

We walked through the dunes, licked ice creams

laughed like lunes

The magnetic pull of the ocean inside, swept us up, ride

our souls must be one, it's our story, we shone upon each tide

Filming, seeing, hearing, feeling the small frothy fronds of the sea

licked our toes clean of the sand, our land, our free

Julie

March 2024

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A Meeting of Kin

Throughout the earth there came a bee of a sigh

eleven fairy maidens in the green they did lie

their fairy lovers flew low amongst the silvereen trees

 the eleven elven folk they melded with ease

It was a meeting of the elvish fairy kin

because the dear earth was in such a spin

plants were frozen tight amongst the thaw

'twas a very chilling time in the fairy law

What would become of the earth bound folks

who tilled the land, who told their jokes

a time would come where each would kyne

they'd all come together to partake the rhyme

Many had found their definitive places

what made their heart define their races?

so many souls were come to see

the elven fairy folks upon bended knees

Trees wore their shrouds upon their green

weeping was commonplace, each light grew dim

out of woods the fairies came, to shine their soul beams

so that earth could sigh happy within her dreams

Julie

December 2022

edited September 2024

Art by Meredith Dillman ~ Queen of Wands

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Beyond the Sea

where the land lies beyond the sea

this magical journey taken deep within me

the sky is hard pewter, the colour of stone

nine enchanted trees guide me back home

the grass is rich purple, my soul it reflects

each tree is whitened with ageing respect

the pathway between shows me the way

 eastern sky take me into today

by night my voice sings low and full

my journey through life is driven, not dull

images and visions bear forth the fruit

as my inner musician strums on his lute

choices I make, reflect from within

forever my dear one, let the living begin

so maybe life is the chord, connected by stars

where sunlight melts snow and quickly discards

each never moment that begins with a smile

one foot forward, twelve inches one mile

spiralling down into our earth rich and fine

remember my angel that life is a rhyme

~0~

Tai

April 2012

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The Mushroom Umbrella

the magic of the mushoom, it keeps the gloom at bay

whilst the faery of the meadow sits beneath it on this day

her companion is the lily, it grows up and through the green

it matches the sky with fortitude, the best it's ever seen

the grass it grows with vigour, the softest cushion known

a place to sit and ponder, when all the stress has grown

a rich and verdant oasis, in the middle of a field

a silent breath of stillness as the crops begin to yield

the frog it comes to sit there from beyond the hedgerow bank

to be a friend and companion high up within the rank

he adopts his position, and day by day they grow

their spirits fly with gratitude and travel within the flow

with eyes shut in reverie, the gentle faery sleeps

seated in this meadow, the dew it weeps and weeps

one day the faery realised, that the sun was full and round

just like a little faery cake, the sweetness had been found

in the beauty of the springtime, we smile with strengthened love

the angels do surround us all, while the birds sing from high above

we're cheered in celebration, as springtime falls in place

our hearts conjoin together, for one, the human race

~0~

Tai

Feb 2013

edit September 2024

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Legends Arise

myths abound

legends arise

the dragon grows weary

the faeries grow wise

elves in the bluebells

pixies in the mist

dwarfs dig the garden

under each eclipse

birds sing for succour

when the dark birds fly

a clarion of angels

arisen from the sky

~0~

Tai

June 2014

***

Off the Planet

there's a city on the planet, it's placed upon a curve

all the lines are straight and neat, but man he lost his nerve

he took the serpent footpath, that led from behind the tree

the lines they curved in rivered bends, they led to infinity

on one side there was plenty, the daisies, grew so white

the faeries flew the brightest clouds, it seem so outta sight

there were dragonflies and rainbows, that beckoned to sublime

humanity felt the pull, they went there in each rhyme

on the other side of the planet, life it grew so hard

so the patient faery sat there, and then she drew a card

the card it said to rest a while, in nature so replete

she took the apple offered, she thought it kinda neat

while the great tree stands, our lives will carry forth

but if they fell that single tree...let's not ponder aught!

~0~

Tai

March 2013

edited Sept 2013

edited Sept 2024

***

And did you see

And did you see
upon the dew kissed grasses
signatures of cobwebs
alight with dancing
shadows, flickering through
half closed lashes
against bright sun beams
of puckish magic

And did you see the
faeries flitting into sun warmed
flowers, kicking off their
silken shoes and wandering
bare foot in gauzy satin
dresses of myriad rainbows
glancing sea green eyes
to the eastern sunrise

Escorted through woodlands
of bright dreaming
the elfs and faeries walked
alongside the chalk white carriages
of giggling rosy cheeked children
carrying baskets of sun ripened
fruits and scented flowers 

 

Tai

***

In dreams will talk 

magical elm

heal my heart

let wisdom dwell

in every part

may destiny unlock

my earthly walk

then woodland goddess

in dreams will talk

may gardens thrive

with heavenly flowers

and eternity escape

its earthly towers

this phase of life

will pass away

may magick brighten

 another day

 

*

 

nature is

beautiful 

refreshed

in my eyes

combining

heaven and 

earth

seeing

peace

bloom

 

*

 

dust of magic

eternal bliss

may the evening

end in a kiss

 

*

 

rhythm of nature

a part of the all that is

perfected in love

 

*

 

for my life

I see a bloom

as fresh as

any faery tune

with wings of light

this magic is cast

oh love

my heart

may the magic last

 

*

 

Tai

Nov '11

 

Sun Cinema
 
The boat connects air and water
as the landscape meets our eyes and hearts

Each new creativity 
is the firework of Lorn
jumping into itself
when loving is born

Light the blue touch paper
the match is the love we all share
that connects all the parts
while we remain in aware

The sun is the cinema
lending its light to our lives
romance is the moon
as our romance is star wise

A part of the milky way 
engenders our dreams
keep rising upwards 
whilst mending each seam

When everything is woven
we'll never need to mend
tracing our heart lines
on the nib of the pen

Julie
April 2018
***

 

Is but a whisper?

Is life on planet earth a whisper of what it yet to come?

our flames grow every brighter, listen, can you hear the hum?

There are questions being asked, a preponderance of thoughts

is life like a board game, a joining of noughts?

Put your lips in a posture, to make good the sound

now gather together to remake the round

From day to day, from life to life

we tread so softly as if on the blade of a knife

In the gathering we gather, to confirm the Beloved

to enlighten the gratitude that arises from being loved

The explanations they pour, light upon the light

eternally we are found, the flames will be burn bright

In physical form we may feel some tiredness, a lack of strength

but we know beyond doubt, our spirits will go to any length

To fulfil the deepest wisdom in the Goblet of Sound

we will drink of the wine in the essence of profound

Julie

February 2024

Mind Blend

Between the crystal world and the world of imagination

there sits that perfect zone

the zone that opens up all possibilities

for the spirit to journey home

home is brought to dwell in labyrinths of the mind

brought into a certitude that's not so well defined

there's a kind of "breathing space"

where everything fits right in

a feeling within the being

that's as certain as spiders spin

for on that stellar network, transmissions are received

a chatter that brings attention to whatever it is we need

Tai ~ Julie

Jan 2015

The Moon Gazing Rabbit

hey rabbit!, what are you looking at

its a bright, bright moon for sure

a thin slice was missing last night

the rabbit gazed, looking at the moon

he waited to see what would happen

clouds never came, though he waited

his eyes were moon wide, just gazing

snaps were heard in the undergrowth

below the hillock, down by the stream

dusty, dusty noises broke above

the screech of the bat

dark shapes never linger for long

Tai

August 2015

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Together ~ Equinox

the moon and the sun always shine

whether we are aware or not

each has its significance in our creation

the two come together as one

bodily union from spirit realms

making new life from old

each baby imprinted by the love

that formed each universe

our consciousness forever seeks

new ways and worlds of appearing

Tai

March 2015

***

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Multi Dimensional Reality

The world as you know it - all that you see, taste, feel and touch, comprises only about 5% of all of the stuff of the universe. The other 95% is what we have considered "nothing" or the "firmament"  or dark matter or the heavens or mystic Other Worlds. This 95% is multi-dimensional and consists of potential realities that may be perceived.

A single thought...a mere whisper, ...... barely upon a breeze that catches a spark... all is tinder before the firestorm... and yet.
ONLY that whisper
ONLY that thought
 the world is forever changed beyond the fears and dreams of cardboard men.
Freedom and change starts within:
It is encouraged by truth and courage of people who love
Built by the respect of true beings standing as one before each other.
Lets us cross every man made borders
without fear stare into eyes and hearts of all our brothers and sisters: within our words without shouting,or force to hold each to our truths; and let us without fear freely share what works...

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