Poem: Lammas Offering

Photo from: Mary's Be a GoodDog Blog

Red moon waxing

Bread scattered for the Ancients

Birds will find sustenance

In tomorrow's morning light

(c) 3 August 2014

Poem: Lughnasadh Shift

Lughnasadh Shift

Stepping out into sunrise

There is no doubt the Earth

Has turned, deep breaths

Confirm new attitude

Even in the summer desert

New bees buzzing and the

Morning song of mourning doves

Sings of a new harvest

Praises to Creation

In places far away, fresh

Hilltop balefires burn, while

Nimble fingers craft dolls

Of corn harvested fresh

Berries chosen  off the

Prickly vine burst juicy, heady

Taste of autumn rolls across

The skies, the scent of wood smoke

Touched with the promise of rain

Desert dancer, hands aloft, feet

Deep in Sacred Ground, becomes

One with Earth and Sky

This Holy Morning

This new season

This glorious reminder

That life is a circle; everything

Dies, feeds life and returns

Renewed and refreshed

Blessed to bless

And to remember

© 1 August 2012