Winter Goddess by Anna Coote (always you kirsty moseley txt) 📖

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The Wheel ever turning, life on a roll

We give great thanks for the light & the bounty She blessed
The Earth that nurtures, our Mother may now rest
Ahead is a time to prepare, go deep & be still
The long dark, the shadows, the cold will have their fill

But for now we still dance & rejoice from the heart
Knowing that each time, each turn plays it's part
The goddess will wait, the God always strong
As they sustain us, let we sustain them with thankful laughter & song!


The Darkness within

I'm looking down the tunnel and I see the darkness approaching
It's thick and strong, has shape and form- it's evil things with claws and wings
Red eyes that bore into my mind, malicious words that try to torment
It's gnarled and ugly, twisted and bent
It speaks to me of lives unlived, of hiding away from the rip and rent
'Go to the darkness' it speaks, the pain of death is nothing- compared to the pain of life
the twisting of the knife, the loss of love unknown, the death of seeds un-sown'
I turn and find it all around me, how easy to sink? never to think
nothing to feel.... nothing is real
The monster's claws at my feet like a friend's sweet caress
Spiked tail twisting around my shivering legs, forked tongue in my ear like a lover's sigh
'My love, it's hard to feel in darkness, numbness.' It doesn't lie
I've been here before it's a familiar place, I know this place, I know it's face, I know the taste
It's my lover's bed.... this darkness within my head


Prayer to Moon Mother

Hail most beautiful Mother
Your energy so white
Shines on your sleeping children tonight
Protect and love
From your glory above
And guide us on our paths

Come to my dreams
Tonight dear Mother
Give your knowledge so bright
With your powerful light
And guide me on my path

I thank thee Most Wise
As this beautiful night dies
May your cycle remain
As from ages before
Your glory born once more!!


La Cavalla Bianca

The White Mare is my Spirit Guide

In dreams, I walk slowly out into the endless meadow of my mind
My senses all are fully awake, desperately searching to find
I smell the loamy earth below, my eyes scan the green-topped trees
The grass tall & yellow-green, swaying in the gentle breeze

A name whispers on my tongue; La Cavalla Bianca, my White Mare
Lend me your strength & fire now, Goddess of the moon so fair!!
As my fingers brush the golden tops, her name- loved one so Fey
La Cavalla Bianca- Bella! where are you? Where do you stray?

I’m lost, so lost without her, my animal half not here
The darkness around me growing, no light for me, only fear
Yet my soul reaches out towards her, my need it is so great
My heart’s beating, beating faster, the moon’s dying, it’s getting late

She’s my love & inspiration, the fire in her eyes burns bright
Standing squarely on the ground, all stillness, strength and fight.
I picture her in my mind, tall, beautiful and proud
But panic rising now like a dark, thick fog, my calling growing loud.

Alas! the moon has almost gone now, has my Goddess abandoned Her keep?
I let her go, I didn’t know, a fool only lost in sleep
Nothing is the answer back- the emptiness will last… and last…
Despair sinks in, I fall to the ground, head buried in the grass

How can I go on without a part? How can my heart beat without a heart?
I’ve lost her forever… La Cavalla Bianca bella; my beautiful White Mare…
.. But wait...I hear a whisper behind me, I can’t turn, I’ll fall apart
Her lips gently brush my neck and she seems to say ‘I never left, I was always there...


Just ask

Written for my sea/wind obsessed brother who was Kite-surfing champion of Ireland 3 years running

Ask me how it feels to have the grace of a dancer
Ask me about the waves & I'll give you my answer
Just ask me about the cold salty sea

Ask me about the wind & I'll tell you my soul
Ask me about the price I've paid & I'll tell you the toll
Just ask me about the cold salty sea

Ask me about the depths and the blue and the green
Ask me about the places & the things that I've seen
Ask me about flying with the birds in the sky
Ask me about loneliness & feeling so high

How does it feel when I'm walking on the earth?
My wings have been clipped, my ship is in it's berth
Colours are too dim & the air feels too slow
My feet feel too heavy, life has lost it's flow

I long to return to where the sea-gulls call my name
Life feels so simple & nothing is the same
My heart beats a steady rhythm along with the tide
The sea, she is my mother, my sister & my bride

Ask me about love & I'll give you my dreams
Ask me if it's endless or is that just how it seems
Just ask me about the cold salty sea


The Artist (Tattooist)

He touched my skin yet burned my soul
Made Holey the very fabric of my life
And brought me to a place where I have no control
Like a rainbow myriad of shape and colour
Seen through a prism on the edge of a knife
That draws across my dreams
The Artist is forever and his work is eternal
Life everlasting, pain hot and infernal
Or is that just how it seems...


The Dance

A move of beating hearts and throbbing parts, two people in a dance
Their legs entwined, their hearts and minds, sensation is enhanced
Primal urge, the push to purge, they join the Universal Flow
Notes all around, what beauty of sound, only lovers can ever know
Moving together, faster than ever, the waves that hit the shore
And then they're done, lying as one, but always wanting more...


Despair

The drink it drives me to despair
Makes me do things I wouldn’t normally dare,
It wasn’t me, it was the drink
You know me better, how could you think!

The fags they drive me to despair
(I’ve had a mint) Didn’t smoke one, I swear!
Anyway, I need it to calm me nerves
If I gave them up, even me curves would have curves!

The food it drives me to despair
Why can’t I just live on water and air???
With the odd cocktail and fag thrown in the mix…
Oh and maybe some chocolate..and cakes..and a couple of chips!!

The sex it drives me to despair
Wasn’t me you saw (I’ve dyed my hair)
I wasn’t naked in a public place
(thought I’d been so careful, even hid my face!!)

The drugs they drive me to despair
You can’t blame me, I wasn’t even there
At least I don’t think so, hey it’s probably true
How do you know so much, it was probably you!!

Is there anything that doesn’t drive me to despair…?
And if there was, would I even care…?
One thing though, it’s all a lot of fun…
Is that the time, pub’s closing… gotta run!!!

Imprint

Publication Date: 01-03-2010

All Rights Reserved

Dedication:
To my wonderful Mother, sisters & all the beautiful, strong, individual women in my life that taught me what being a Goddess truly means xxx http://soundcloud.com/anna-coote-poet