Form: Ivorian Sonnet 20 The Erotes: Anteros, god of requited love A tumult of emotions around me And I prayed love was something you’d see Like revealed cards my hand was out on show
Form: Ballad Once it was you who ruled my pen And like a child I obeyed you The words at play within my dreams
The path of a Pagan is to open oneself to spiritual truth and not rely on blind faith. Paganism is to face life candidly and with an open heart and mind. Being curious about the world around us empowers us to see life with a heightened perspective and enable us to make tough and powerful decisions when life offers choices and to do so with a clear perspective.
The Edge of Twilight – The Journey The sun had barely risen above Woodland Trails when Bel and the Old Fox gently woke the sleeping Young Vixen. The elegant figure of Zuzu was sat in the parlour sipping tea and waiting.
Form: Gwawdodyn hir Like tears it comes to ease guilt and pain And wash away the last teary stain So exhausted I can sleep again
Form: Epistle Oh sweet I need nothing more than you to make my world complete and I wait in this emptiness until that
Form: Ballad Portrait of the Artist's Wife, Cunera van der Cock by Frans van Mieris the Elder, 1657/8, oil on vellum inlaid on oak. Currently located in the collection of the National Gallery, London, UK
Form: Raven’s Rovi Sonnet 21 As her voice lingered there upon my ear My eyes wandered slowly into her eyes Where the infinite of love knows no fear
Form: Arabian Sonnet I heard his whisper on that darkest night So clear it touched my soul with purest light I didn’t think to fight or take to flight
Form: Free Verse Prompt: Your favourite book in 75 words
Form: Free Verse Sir, can it be that your living flesh so ruggedly defined like the chiselled marble statue of David in the V&A
Phillis Wheatley was the first published African-American poet. She was transported to America from Africa after she was sold into slavery at the age of 7 or 8.
Poet: Walter Savage Landor Romanticism English 1775 – 1864
Poet: Mahmoud Darwish Palestinian 1941 – 2008 Mahmoud Darwish was a poet and author and is regarded as the Palestinian national poet. His work, which often used Palestine as a metaphor for the downfall of Eden, resurrection and birth amid the anguish of dispossession and exile, has received numerous awards.
The Edge of Twilight 8 – Old Fox Returns It was late in the evening when the Old Fox returned. He entered Bel’s kitchen and was immediately hushed by Bel. ‘Let her sleep,’ Bel whispered, nodding her head towards the Young Vixen sleeping in the chair by the fire.
Form: Free Verse In those eyes of innocence I saw your supplication as a graceful goddess offering her hand and I see your face in all the beauty of love
Form: Epistle Hello, my sweet distraction of love and how you distract me as my mind searches for words and all my thoughts lead to you
Form: Free Verse Those nights I longed for the pain yearned for it desired it
William Cullen Bryant was a poet, journalist and editor of the New York Evening Post. His family genealogy can be traced to passengers on The Mayflower. His poetry is thoughtful and meditative in character and he is considered one of the leading American poets of the Romantic era.
Form: Raven’s Rovi Sonnet 20 A man cannot feel love that never was Nor can he lose his soul to a closed mind Although he may search for it just because
Haiku Prompt: a ring
Form: Free Verse Empty promises hidden in bare-faced lies our government turning another blind eye
Louisa May Alcott was an American novelist and poet. Her first critical success in writing came in the 1860s. Early in her career she used the pen name A M Bernard, under which she wrote novels involving espionage, revenge and cross-dressing for teens and young adults. An abolitionist and feminist she remained unmarried. She died from a stroke two days after her father’s death.
Form: Ivorian Sonnet 19 Pothos – the god of sexual longing, yearning and desire
Form: Ivorian Sonnet 18 It’s when we touch, I catch the lust of night And feel the wildfires of want spark alight The play of my hands is moulding your flesh
Form: Balassi Stanza Skies of dusky pink clouds Where the nightfall enshrouds The river of floating dreams
The Edge of Twilight 7 – The Young Vixen’s Surprise The next morning a small group of foxes made their way through the Dark Forest. The Young Vixen and stood with Bel and the Old Fox as Vanda and the cubs disappeared with two muscular dog foxes.
Form: Gwawdodyn To walk along the forest path now Amid the vibrance of every bow
Ballad of Another Ophelia Date: 1915 Poet: David Herbert Lawrence English 1885 -1930
Prompt: Why creative writing Oddly enough moving away from introspective writes to creative ones is starting with an introspective write. Such is the way of the writer, I guess.
Form: Raven’s Rovi Sonnet 19 What does it matter her love doesn’t care Now my soul sings with a different song In the starlight the night she wasn’t there
Form: Arabian Onegin Sonnet Prompt: Little Lies by Fleetwood Mac As the warming sun comes to shine in May It is as clear as the night follows day A pattern formed, no matter come what may
Form: Free Verse Prompt: Last person you talked to Soft words spoken to share a smile or tear
I am often asked what I believe in, and it is not easy to put into words, but I will try. I am a child of the Earth, a son of the Sun King and the Lady Moon
Edge of Twilight 6 – Gone Missing The next day the Young Vixen was woken by the sharp knocking at her door. As she opened it three boisterous cubs rushed past her and she saw Vanda standing there, her face weary with worry. ‘Come in,’ said the Young Vixen.
Art Deco, or Deco, is a style of visual arts, architecture and design that started in France just before WW1. It influenced the design of buildings, furnishings, jewellery, fashion, transportation, and everyday objects found in many homes. Art Deco is the shortened form of Arts Décoratifs from the Exposition Internationale des Arts Décoratifs et Industriels Modernes held in Paris in 1925. The combination of modern styles with fine craftsmanship and rich materials had found it heyday. Art Deco represented luxury, glamour, exuberance, and faith in social and technological progression.
Form: Free Verse Returning youth in golden years a fragile ship upon a stormy sea that searches for the calm harbour
Fyodor Ivanovich Tyutchev was a poet and statesman. He loved to travel and would volunteer for diplomatic courier work thus combining business with pleasure. He was particularly drawn to the Swiss lakes and mountains which inspired much of his work. A Pan-Slavist he would often berate the Western powers with no particular reason, including the Vatican and Ottoman empire. Tyutchev died in Tsarskoye Selo following a series of strokes.
Form: Australian Sonnet Begin to fall in love on a Monday For passion that’s gently kissed by the moon A man must battle for his lover’s rune
Form: Free Verse The trailing kisses like salt on a wound in burning pain
Form: Raven’s Rovi Sonnet 18 I held her in my arms on nights like this Her calmness from the savage storm outside As lightning flashed on her lips placed one kiss
Poet: Arthur Clement Hilton English 1851 – 1877 Arthur Clement Hilton was educated at Marlborough College and St. John’s College, Cambridge. He was responsible for the burlesque magazine, The Light Green, which appeared at Cambridge in 1872. Hilton was ordained in 1874 and became curate at Sandwich, where he died in 1877.
Form: Free Verse The choice that isn’t a choice but an unchosen decision to shed the self-imposed shell
Haiku Prompt: A present
Form: Ivorian Sonnet 17 Erotic love is easy to write now Now we’re lingering in the afterglow Of making love, our bodies breathing sex
The Young Vixen had managed to convince Bel to employ Vanda and Reynard. Bel had been unsure, but the Young Vixen had argued it would look more professional. In return she had promised to tempt the Old Fox into joining them too. ‘He’d would look so dapper in some of her more gentlemanly fashions,’ Bel had said.
Form: Free Verse Step by step she descends into modern style as softly sifted sunlight
Form: Ivorian Sonnet 16 The wisdom in the not so innocent kiss Of the tongue teasing while seeking its bliss And it coils itself round silky soft skin
As part of a revamp in what and how I blog I am going to change how I do my free writes. There will now be two aspects to my free writing, the creative space and this one, the spiritual zone. In the Spiritual Zone I will share a very private and personal side of me, Raven (including at some point why I use that name), through writing, music and imagery.
Form: Australian Sonnet The chicken chunks sizzle in Cajun spice A dinner for two in the candlelight The signature dish to heat up the night