Tag: pagan
group name: rainbowfamily
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August 13, 2007 10:23 PM EDT --
"Shy, modest and faithful
I hide amoung the shadows
yet wear the color of Emperors and Divinity.
With a true heart I herald the
Goddess of Spring,
and caution vigilence in all things.
Sugared . . . more
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April 27, 2007 03:15 AM EDT --
A murmuring Choir
with rushing voices
mimicking the Sea, . . . more
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May 24, 2007 01:48 PM EDT --
Golden heat shimmers in the air.
Side by side the Singers come.
Hear their words as
Summer's green blanket is spread before you.
Feast upon the Wisdom that they share!
"Together . . . more
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August 06, 2007 10:53 AM EDT --
"I am the waterless Sea
stretching from shore to shore
I feed the World and
serve as Summer's dancing floor.
Tenacious, I will cling to Life
in the most unlikely of places.
I am the green . . . more
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June 06, 2007 10:39 AM EDT --
As we travel along
Laughter, chuckling like a brook,
becomes a joyful song...
"Slide along the Mother's muddy sides!
Dive and splash
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October 02, 2007 03:30 PM EDT --
"Nearly purple, my blushing red face
can be found in almost any field.
One of Creator's numberless gifts,
my many uses have long been revealed.
Tonic, tincture, poultice, bath or tea...
Leaves . . . more
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October 07, 2007 10:15 AM EDT --
"Silently I slide along
measuring Creation with my scales.
You must listen closely to hear my sibilant song
for there is Wisdom
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October 11, 2007 03:10 PM EDT --
Voices dry as desert tears,
yet moist as rankest fen,
this Singer teaches us
the patience of Zen...
"Waste not, want not!
Your trash is my treasure.
Humming, hard at work, or
strolling at my leisure... . . . more
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October 18, 2007 08:29 PM EDT --
"I dance...
casting circles unseen
tracing secret signs upon
Her skin...
Soaring,
each heartbeat
keeping time upon
the Winds...
I cry your name!
Visions, . . . more
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October 30, 2007 07:52 PM EDT --
"Herald of the Battle Maiden,
I am the bright moon's hawk.
Silent Death,
I speak of many lives,
bring Wisdom from Blue Road to Red,
and teach you how best . . . more
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September 21, 2007 09:27 AM EDT --
"Heady with the scent of Love,
Dancing in every glowing shade,
I sing of every grace found above.
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September 25, 2007 04:04 PM EDT --
"My wine-dark fruit tempts every feathered messenger,
yet there is no part of me without virtue.
As a tonic to expecting mothers, I am no stranger.
I shatter stones, soothe throats, colds, and . . . more
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July 22, 2007 10:34 AM EDT --
Update: Pictures of Miss Hen and her chicks have been uploaded!
Goodness, graciousness, I am so thrilled to be here, folks. And that is because my daughter decided she would lay down and nap . . . more
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October 30, 2007 06:08 PM EDT --
"Life is full of choices,
and every one is a test.
I know this maze like my own shadow.
I will show you how to use your clever mind
to decide which choice is best.
Some call . . . more
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June 01, 2007 02:46 AM EDT --
Scarlet and gold cover the land
warm spicy scents fill the air,
mountain laurel and rich earth,
as Bounty spills forth and fills waiting hands.
Singing, her bassoon voice
drifts, like . . . more
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September 27, 2007 02:22 PM EDT --
"Knee deep...
Goggle-eyed...
in the mud I squat.
Gaze into my silver mirror
and I will teach you to scry
Time
Dreams
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October 06, 2007 06:05 PM EDT --
"My broad green hands
hold aloft a slender wand.
Drink me, bathe in my essence
and I will wave away pain,
cleanse blood, banish poison.
Yet I am thought a weed . . . more
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October 25, 2007 02:38 AM EDT --
"Two-spirited and humble,
I patiently tend to the land
for I know that even the smallest effort
might one day raise mountains
or move you vast distances
from . . . more
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October 28, 2007 02:09 PM EDT --
"Flying blind,
shaping the world with our song,
We can change your perspective
when everything seems to have gone wrong.
New life only comes after death.
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June 27, 2007 05:32 PM EDT --
Waves...
The Waters singing their liquid, ever-rolling song
drip from every leaf,
drop along a darkening Stone, and
roll like . . . more
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