Penni Currie Poems
|43.||I Close My Eyes||6/14/2014|
|45.||The Nuclear Eve||6/14/2014|
|46.||The Long Night||6/14/2014|
|47.||Float And Fly||6/14/2014|
|51.||The Boy's Plea||6/14/2014|
|52.||The Fading Sun...||3/4/2006|
|56.||The Beltane King||3/4/2006|
|63.||Presence Of The Goddess||3/2/2006|
|65.||Voices In My Head||6/14/2014|
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The circle turns once more
and we, the children of the elements
watch in wonder.
The stately dance of the planets
As Mother Earth sings her tune
of life, of death, of re-birth.
Day and night, now equal,
in this time of fire.
The sun kisses the earth
Fills her with a heat, deep, deep down
and she responds to his gentle caresses
by showing her bountiful,
lustful, beautiful face.
And by giving life to all things.
As he rides out, he grows in power
in the everturning of the wheel.
And slowly, o so slowly
the cosmic dance continues.
The Wheel ...
Presence Of The Goddess
dampened with fat teardrops
running down chubby cumulus cheeks
splashing on the tweedy lap of
the hills and valleys.
Browns and lilacs and deep lush
greens, all now a uniform grey.
Homogonized to obscurity by dusk.
The golden globe