Mysterious437

Alcohol - breaking control, destroying everything, furnishing grief; hateful indignance jealously killing love, making nightmares only perpetuate, quitting reason - sorrows taken upon valiant warriors, xing years zealously

When I needed you, you were not here When I was afraid you were the cause of that fear When I was sad I wiped away my own tear And when I was alone you were a stranger not a peer When two souls love each other they gaze in the same direction When two souls love each other they don't hope for perfection When two souls love each other they talk and make correction When two souls love each other they make a connection Two hours ago you were my hopes and dreams An hour ago your addiction's schemes The disappointments of my today fill reams upon reams And yet you are never here to restitch me at the seams The lack of conversation gives

Sanguine lips which swear support Lavishing lies upon our lives To take a toekn in trade For devauing divine diversity Failing friends to feverish fate We will one day wonder Why they bitterly bit the bait Sentencing stalwart ones to slaughter One way upon the world Professionalism - put plainly Reduces richness to rubble Feeds friendships to the fire Howlloing out happiness with hate Mocking the misery of the meek Its golden glibness goading the gullible To thinking that they must take this Only opportunity operates on our lives And while endeavors of evil never end Persistance pays a pretty profit But the broken bear the

Sensuous spring showing herself Poking and peering with petal-ed perfection Wonderous waterways washing and winding The grasses and grains growing in greenness Vigor, vitality and virulent virtues Marking and making magnificent magic Watching the waking with water and warmth Budding and birdsong beneath bluest sky Sibilant sounds silencing the stillness Longing left now that light’s lengthening at last Canopy of clouds created from clearness Relishing rain’s required refreshment That all around is alive is apparent at last

Springtime's fire is born of water From Brighid's womb our social mater Eight white candles from dish arise Sprouting through water to fiery skies Dormant seeds now germinate Sun quickening trees' growth rate Shoots and snow drops herald spring While livestock begin their gestating Harsh and bitter winter's over Snowcapped hills yield fields of clover At each sunrise the days grow longer And feast of dairy makes us stronger Bride's cross of straw marks light's return And reminds us sacred fires burn

Devilish ducks dunking and diving Swimming swiftly by snow laden banks they are striving Breaking through inland ice with insolent ire Toddling timidly 'neath treetops' shade without tire Quacking quaint but not quiet now quickes the air Sitting silent by the steram in this scene we can share Wonderous wetlands with wistful womb of water Dark, damp den that's nature's daughter

Under a blanket of snow the world sleeps And over the pond the ice sheet creeps Yet branches are budding with life of spring While Imbolc is marked by gathering Stock grazes on hay in snow capped field While lambing season brings forth a dairy yield Hardy flower pokes up its head What's long lain dormant now flourishes instead

Blessed Brighid nature's bride Simple smithing tools are at her side Stoking furious flames of forge's fire Caring for her crafting can ne'er seem to tire Goddess of goodness with gentle gait Helping hearts heal while for spring we all wait Princess of poetry perfecting her rhyme Neither terse nor timid her metre and time Relevant role model wrought of steel Fiercely feminine yet masculine appeal On Imbolc's eve awaiting early spring Seeing simple signs of what nature will bring

Ice is melting from long cold winter Milk of the ewes is flowing freely Brighid blesses our homes and hearths Onions from our winter stores Lambs are playing on shaky legs Chives are some of spring's first greens.

Snow laden hills blanket the ground Hard frozen waters make not a sound Bare branches conceal the type of tree Woods lay sleeping everywhere we see Animals laired in their winter burrows Thick white carpet over farmers' furrows Yet the earth is warming the early flowers Snowdrop shoots rise as brave spring towers Milk of the ewes for spring makes us strong Fattening lamb for this world is not long On the hearth fresh loaves bake Warmed by the stones of summer's lake Spring greens collected a welcome respite While herbal teas cleanse us of winter's bite