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Hey everyone, as stated above, its Not Good Poetry Day, so without further ado, lets have us some poetry, which may or may not be bad, but is certainly not professional by any definition.
Song to the earth
Mother hold me,
hold me in your earth.
In the cool soil,
one with the stone.
Away from eyes that see,
away from ears that hear.
Away from throats that cry,
away from hands that kill.
Let my deeds be unsung,
let memories fade.
Let the ages pass,
let the world forget.
Mother hold me,
hold me in your silence.
In the weighted stillness,
one with the root.
Give me surcease,
give me nothingness.
Give me rest,
give me peace.
No man shall I hate,
no blood shall I spill.
No war shall I wage,
no tears shall I shed.
Mother hold me,
hold me in your dark.
In the dreamless sleep,
one with your heart.
And there you have it folks. This Not Good Poetry Day was brought to you by the letters w t and f, and the number 42. Hope you all had fun. Really though, I know I don’t post much, ‘specially comparatively, and there are quite a few things needing to be put up, not the least of which is something a bit more insightful regarding Gathering. Honestly though, aside from practical things like email conversing and whatnot, the printed word seems to be beyond the capabilities of this brain right now. Not much has worked it’s way forth, to tell the truth, so instead of anything approaching cogent and considered, you get the spewing of what passes for my inner poet. Keep in mind, I know so little about poetry that I couldn’t even begin to tell you the specifics about why the above piece is Not Good. Also, this is not a plea for help or a sign of mental instability, though gods know I have plenty of that. All this is, is me trying to put words to a mental image that’s been in my head for some years and at least roughed out in one of my sketchbooks. So…there. I guess.
Back from my first Gathering. It's the first time I've had an opportunity to get online for more than a minute, between having to work as soon as I got back, unpacking, catching up to life here at home, and all such nonsense. So, what can I say? Gathering was...way too many things for me to condense into one sentence. I'm still not sure I have the words for it, like it still has some percolating through my brain to do before I can bring order to everything. I do know this; I am extremely grateful that I went, for more reasons than I'm going to say. Everyone was absolutely incredible. To be surrounded by such mind-blowingly intelligent, educated and aware individuals was at once humbling and exhilerating. Ironically, those I met at Gathering were some of the finest human beings I have ever met. I have yet to figure out if that stems from being animal, or is simply another point of awesome in everyones' favor. Regardless, thank you all. Lynx, thank you for inviting me. I will never be able to repay that gift. And speaking of gifts, I shall burn the candle you gave me as soon as the new room is not so much the disaster that I left, and my meditation altar is set up. Watching, thank you for the green man, even though I was an idiot and left it behind *sad eyes*. I though I had packed it with Lynx's gifts. If it can get mailed out here, then it will have a place of honor in my den. Nona, Horsefeathers, for real
Also, quite seperately, thank you, Kusani, beautiful lioness, both for putting me up (and putting up with me), and for being, well, you. My eternal gratitude, and so much more, are your's, mri'lao. *otoni!* *otoni!* *otoni!*
Colorado is holy-shit-oh-my-god amazing!
Your result for The Would You Have Been a Nazi Test...
Achtung! You are 23% brainwashworthy, 36% antitolerant, and 43% blindly patriotic
Seriously, I believe I may be unworthy of a journal. Five weeks without an update, and the last things I posted were a stupid meme quiz and a happy Beltane message. Blah; blah, I say. Mine is not a life near the computer mostly, which isn't necessarily a bad thing, but still. So, writing projects, before any more pile up:
Essay on spirituality/emotional maturity
Essay on self interest versus selfishness, and how this relates to relationships
Terole species posts. (Almost done with one, need to flesh out another)
Burning man theme camp conceptual walkthrough (Somehow got talked into helping put together a theme camp, if it gets approval anyway)
Short adventure fiction/fantasy story
Grocery/Shopping list for month plus Gathering supplies
Oy, and the irony is that I've never really considered myself a writer...*sigh*