Wednesday, March 26, 2014

Two Poems --- Julie A. Dickson


A Feather    [A Mirror Poem]            Julie A. Dickson  

On this, a day of perfect weather,
Against the pale blue sky - a feather
Streak of white as clouds pass by,
Appears as sketched from artist’s eye
After which the canvas clears
When in the noonday sky appears,
Imaginary shapes portray
A moving picture, vast array
As if to entertain and show
The world – a ceaseless, timeless flow
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The world – a ceaseless, timeless flow
As if to entertain and show
A moving picture, vast array
Imaginary shapes portray
When in the noonday sky appears,
After which the canvas clears
Appears as sketched from artist’s eye
Streak of white as clouds pass by,
Against the pale blue sky - a feather
On this, a day of perfect weather



Known by Many Names                  -- Julie A. Dickson

Gaia speaks as Mother Earth, whispers softly to her child
Child answers Isis, goddess of trees and forests wild
Pachamama swaddles babe and holds him to her breast
Babe at the vast hillside, snuggles Demeter’s ample chest
Nokomis feeds a bounty, daughter of the moon abides
Longs for Earth sustainable, Jord the mother, life provides
Danu nurtures fauna, she walks upon majestic plains
Call we must to Maka, Earth Mother known by many names
Anu hangs her head dismayed, a sadness wells up in her soul
Children cease to honor earth, wilderness since the times of old
Mother Nature, Goddess weeps a flood eternally
Feels the loss of nature, the Earth not what it’s meant to be




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