October Poems

More poems written in the month of October. Notice the same themes run through them.


All hail the cold Winter-Queen.
Here pale knife the Sun-King has slain.
Now she in her cycle turns away.
Smiling no more
with her love in the grave.
(2008)

Now is the time for the dead.
See the grinning gourds alight?
Calling them from their bed
Where they, mistaken
thought they could finally rest.

Hear the silent chill,
in the still wind of winter.
Last years fruit now ripe.
The bitter cold to kill.

The hands of skeletal trees
on the harp.
Play The Storm-Kings part.
While we in our turn fall to our knees
and pray for The Sun-Queens' Spark.

As you think of your grandpa
your mother your friends
and all of your kin-folk.
Dead in the end.

Remember.
In darkness, in winter
Her love begins.
And Her love knows no season.
And His love rises again.
(2008)

The Crone exhales
Her cold breathe.
The dieing time
Again.

Old man opens his eyes.
His white beard a blanket.
Hiding the sunlight away.
He takes in her cold breathe.

And they wait
For fertile springs lips
To raise their son
Flowers in his steps.
(2007)

So pumpkins grin.
And the hunter-moon spins bright
Across the sky.
And the fire-eye
Sits in the stinging-house.
As the old new-year
Draws nigh.

Happy Hallowe'en

(2007)

 

Soon, lost-souls come to play.

Strange beasts from nether realms roam free.

Pale full-moon green, spells the land.

 All wise beings settle in to sleep.

Cold breath, rattling old bones,

Through cutting wind.

The song of December-man.

Sings early again.

The heart numb.

Hallowed things

In the grave.

And naught but a bitter taste

Guiding the true-soul way.

(2007)