The Mystics Dream

My Totem

ladyofspiders — Fri, 11 Dec 2009 07:27:19 +0000

My Totem

Falcon:
far-seer
perched high above
with eyes that judge
weighing the landscape with care
proud in plumage and
regal posture
King of the Wind
unshamefully free.

Serpent:
transformitive power
seeking the secrets of darkness
held in balance between two worlds
deceptive but ill-deceived
whispering of knowledge concealed
caught between the suns power
and lunar lure
Fire Lord
flaring desire.

Arachnid:
weaver of dreams
cosmic Grandmother
capturing the stars in celestial web
purveyor of patience
awaiting upon untold truths
inspiring the bursting
ingenuity of the soul.

Wolf:
bound to the coven of the moon
hunters in the night
their song speaks of love
and speaks of pain
keeper of eternal wisdom
in their eyes quiet understanding
Masters of the Earth.

Crocodile:
savage independence
a force of sheer raw power
lying low with observant eyes
solitary contemplations
beneath rippling strength
and thick skins
a touch of tenderness rarely seen
shifting like the shades of a stream
Queen of the Dark Waters
coiled in ambition.

In the House of Mithra

ladyofspiders — Thu, 26 Nov 2009 02:42:09 +0000

In the House of Mithra

Upon his throne of light
fade away the day
dawning into night.

Encroaching end near to sight
darkness will carry warmth away
upon his throne of light.

Sorrow tinged in golden delight
each age yields the way
dawning into night.

For new life to burn bright
and illuminate the gray
upon his throne of light.

Eyes shinning futures insight
shades of past memories play
dawning into night.

Earth born anew from plight
rapturous joys display
upon his throne of light
dawning into night.

Mother Crone

ladyofspiders — Sun, 22 Nov 2009 08:41:24 +0000

Mother Crone

Earth Mother
in cold December
her heart frozen over
full of strength
fragile as glass
let the world mourn
Persephone entombed
her sweet warmth
blush of life stolen
Demeter raves
death touches
the world.

Hymn

ladyofspiders — Wed, 18 Nov 2009 04:00:15 +0000

Hymn

At morn–at noon–at twilight dim-
Maria! thou hast heard my hymn!
In joy and woe–in good and ill-
Mother of God, be with me still!
When the hours flew brightly by,
And not a cloud obscured the sky,
My soul, lest it should truant be,
Thy grace did guide to thine and thee;
Now, when storms of Fate o’ercast
Darkly my Present and my Past,
Let my Future radiant shine
With sweet hopes of thee and thine!

~ Poe

With his venom

ladyofspiders — Wed, 18 Nov 2009 03:53:53 +0000

With his venom

Irresistible
and bittersweet

that loosner
of limbs, Love

reptile-like
srikes me down

~ Sappho

At Demeter’s Altar

ladyofspiders — Wed, 11 Nov 2009 00:07:11 +0000

At Demeter’s Altar

Her heart
beats in mine
storm in our eyes

Hush!
vengeance
held at
hand!

Heaven and Earth

ladyofspiders — Thu, 29 Oct 2009 00:06:22 +0000

Heaven and Earth

Radiant on his throne of golden light,

eyes cast down upon the Earth far below

nothing concealed from his blazing sight,

his beauty cast within fire’s warm glow,

from his gilded sphere sweet music will flow,

he rules the kingdom of the higher mind,

from dawns fingers the intellect will grow,

hidden wisdom he inspires man to find,

a blaze of his lips awakens delight

in a kiss of flame burning pure and bright.

Two bound souls locked in an eternal fight,

arrow of fire match the silver bow,

cast in darkness shedding ethereal light

and imperfections without mercy show,

his illumination suffers the blow,

to what the light hides darkness is not blind,

upon the owl’s wing her justice takes flight,

their hearts and souls with fate ever entwined,

now her crescent ascends into the night,

luminescent in her gown flowing white.

The guardian of woman’s scared rite,

with the taste of vengeance her eyes aglow

and her fury inspires soulful fright,

at her hand death promised will not come slow,

still from her emerges a tender flow,

to the old groves she weaves her scared bind,

among Hawthorne blossoms love can ignite,

a glimpse may be spared for the golden Hind

and the laughter heard of the dancing sprite

in her own garden of Earthly delight.

Lord Shiva

ladyofspiders — Sun, 04 Oct 2009 03:13:49 +0000

Lord Shiva

World destroyer
you dance
the sacred bones
ash faced
and moon eyed

Your secret smile
knows the truth
rendered blind
to others

Understanding
beyond limitations
from this is gained
the serenity of
destruction

From his own
annihilating
forces
creation is allowed
to spring from
life’s pure well

Fear not he
who shakes
the earth
beneath our feet

Come before
his feet
and be blessed
by the lord
of the sacred
dance

It is the
dance of life
only in death
comes renewed
growth

One world dies
another springs
forth
the balance
which must be
maintained

For only through
coldness
is the warmth felt
he welcomes
as he repels

Medusa in Contemporary

ladyofspiders — Tue, 25 Aug 2009 22:31:36 +0000

My modern interpitation of Medusa, the backdrop is meant to link her into her traditional roots

Double-Sided Hapi

ladyofspiders — Tue, 25 Aug 2009 21:49:04 +0000

Hapi is an Egyptian god of the Nile characterized as having the parts of both a man and a woman and ruling over a harem which consists of gods and goddeses. This poem is meant to capture the duel aspect of Hapi, as well as the duel nature of the river known for its extremes between flooding and ebbing.

Double-Sided Hapi

Woman’s fertile waters

preserves life in sweet nourishment

as she impregnates rivers flow

before it recedes into desert sands

awaiting for the floods to emerge

that drown out the dry spell of dust

and allow life once more to thrive

she preserves us.