Category Archives: Oran
Merrow
space Sea-maid with your red-feathered cap, standing off the wildest western shores no one will ever name: Sing to me the daze of that collapsing wave which beds my smile in yours: What draws you to this beach only my … Continue reading
Lonely Town
space Far beneath a sea of wild jungle canopy sleep ancient Mayan cities, palaces and temple heights and market squares all empty, eviscerate, drowned for centuries beneath hundreds of leagues of thick-cabled of green. No one quite knows why these … Continue reading
Rain
space Our town has seen little rain all year. Brushfires hang their smoky rags in the air for all to breathe with lungs of dearth already narrowed by swamp allergens. Char-ochres crayon burning dreams, scotched lawns silo each day’s scorched … Continue reading
Filed under Addiction, Alchemies, Alcoholism, Art and Heart, Beauty Heals, Blue, Death, Garden Lore, Grails, Grief, Mystery, Myth and Archetype, Natural Supernatural, Nature, Oran, poetics, Poetry, Post-Christianity, Prayer, The Sea
May Day Oracle
A picture of my brother outside the St. Oran Bell Tower, taken by my father when the two were walking and talking the grounds of Columcille. Timm was there for my father’s 80th birthday; he died a year later. After … Continue reading
Filed under Addiction, Art and Heart, Death, Devotions, Grief, History, Mystery, Myth and Archetype, Oran, Otherworlds, Poetry
Hallucinating The Dead
View of the St. Oran Bell Tower (left) and field of standing stones, Columcille, PA. space The voices whisper everywhere in the boneyard barrow of my inner ear. Who are these murmuring folk reminding me I’m no good, no god, … Continue reading
Filed under Blue, Consciousness, Creativity, Devotions, Grief, Immrama, Mind, Myth and Archetype, Oran, Otherworlds, Poetry, Quantum World, Shamanism, the library down under, The Sea
The Bealtainne Dance
This poem was written for and read at the Bealtainne (May Day) festival at my father’s megalithic park last Sunday. The pix are from the event. space In and out we come and go, our bright steps lacing tree and … Continue reading
Wind in the Trees: A Tale of Madness and Mystery
space Spring came early to the land; winter never just got a grip this year, for whatever reasons. Just about everywhere it’s greener and warmer than normal, for most a month ahead of schedule. Today in Orlando it was hot … Continue reading
The Mermaid Wife
“Mermaids Kissing” by Alphonse Mucha space The water seeress comes to me up from the abysm of our sleep, a fish-woman both animal and numen, scaly-nubile, her voice in the sea so blent in blue that dreams crest and breast … Continue reading
Filed under Archetypal Mythology, Art and Heart, Beauty Heals, Blue, Devotions, Grails, History, Immrama, Love, Oran, Otherworlds, Post-Christianity, The Sea
The Quest
space Sixth Letter to a Dead Shaman For half of my life Your quest flowed underground, its ends unknown to me, its means so upside-down, the way a fool inverts a king’s gold crown into a potty of mired sounds. … Continue reading
Finn-gering
space When the fian are on the brink of the Suir, Culdub comes out of a sid or “elf-mound,” and steals their food three times in succession as it is being cooked. On the third occasion Finn ua Baiscne gives … Continue reading
Filed under Alchemies, Art and Heart, Blue, Consciousness, Creativity, eye candy for thoth, Grails, Immrama, Madness and Mania, Memoir, Oran, Otherworlds, Poetry, Post-Christianity, Rhetoric, Sexuality, Water-Folk
