Poetry

Come to be

Posted on Nov 30, 2015 in Poetry

Come to be, a poem by Semele XerriI did not come to enslave myself to fear,
Money, work, power, bricks and mortar, some
Grand plan of achievement and purpose
That is always just out of reach or
Beyond knowing.
I came to free myself to be myself.
To partner myself in the dance of endless
Joy and self-expression so contagious,
So outrageously de-light-full
That humanity cannot help but tap
Its own feet in remembered rhythm

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Samhain

Posted on Oct 30, 2015 in Poetry

Samhain poemThe moon and the pumpkin are aglow,
Faces of enigmatic mystery
Suffusing shadows with luminous smiles
As a lure to the liminal.
Draw near to the far
They urge,
Draw near to the far.

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Don’t hold back the river

Posted on Sep 6, 2015 in Poetry

River weedDon’t hold back the river.
Tug me into the current,
Tow me into the flow,
Show me the float and drift.

Don’t hold back the
Tempt and tangle of riverbed tendrils,
Sirensong whispers.
The fret to fight free.

Don’t hold back.

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On painting my healing room

Posted on Jun 26, 2015 in Poetry

Healing room

When I moved back into my house I tried to tidy up the scrapes on the walls of my healing room with tester pots, but ended up having to repaint everything. This poem was inspired by that experience.

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Tidal, a poem

Posted on Jan 9, 2014 in Poetry

Widemouth Bay

I was watching the sea in meditation at Widemouth Bay near Bude, when most of this poem just popped into my head pretty much fully formed. It was almost as if someone else wrote it through me. I then revisited it, years and more experience later, to add the last lines:

The waves race to embrace the shore,
Stretching themselves out,
Pulling themselves thin,
Like reaching ghosts.
As if they know.
As if they know
That the same desire driving them
To individuate upon the sand
Will draw them back inexorably
To the swallowing sea,
The overwhelming ocean.
And so it is with me;
Thirsting for autonomy
While consciousness demands
Surrender to the boundless All.
Liberation lies this way.
The solution is dissolving.
Merging with more.
As my shoreline recedes,
The current breathes me further
Out, to the surprising peace
And higher purpose of
Becoming the union I feared.

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