This poem is for my friend Owlwind, who is due to have her daughter and first child this week. I post it in her honor for the Third Annual Brigid In Cyberspace Poetry Slam.
Brigid Newly Arrived
Dear child, dear little child,
hardly into the world,
a few weeks into our
cold you intrude your fire
for us to warm ourselves.
Look kindly on our eyes
that gaze down into yours
to quicken our low fires.
Dear wordless little girl,
forgive our words, we live
by them as you soon shall.
Choose wisely as you grow
into your wording age
among their worn meanings
some you will surely need
and we bleed to give you:
luck, charity, courage.
Poem: "Brigid Newly Arrived" by George Johnston, from The Essential George Johnston. © The Porcupine's Quill, 2007.
Art: Brigid's Wheel
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Art: Brigid's Wheel
Related Articles:
Brigid in Cyberspace - A Day of Poetry for Imbolc
Because Brigid Likes to Laugh
Links:
Fire Goddesses & Fire Gods
Another poem:
The dandelion lights its spark
Lest Brigid find the wayside dark.
And Brother Wind comes rollicking
For joy that she has brought the spring.
Young lambs and little furry folk
Seek shelter underneath her cloak.
W. M. Letts
Lest Brigid find the wayside dark.
And Brother Wind comes rollicking
For joy that she has brought the spring.
Young lambs and little furry folk
Seek shelter underneath her cloak.
W. M. Letts
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beautiful Sia:)
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