Poetry by CelticRose
I'd have to agree with Owl, I really enjoyed reading these. They are great.. well done Celtic, thanks for sharing with us.
So beautiful
Hugs
Sam
Thanks Owls 😉
im reading them again b/c they are so beautiful. i can, 'see,' every detail in my minds eye!
yup, hopeful, that's usually how me and my guide write with a lot of visualization woven in. 🙂 thanks 🙂
something new... not in rhyme, this time.
The magic of Inspiration
A single strand of shrouded inspiration
Born from a thought of positive intention
That is willed to be heard through the words
Of a creative human mind via the universal voice
And its in this time of solitude and quietness
That silent communication of thoughts are heard
Whispers of illumination, long sought after, beyond
The written word
This impromptu inspired thought of introspection,
That has been created, planted, in the essence of the soul
Disillusions banished, as Awareness beckons
And clarity that has been foretold, as the mind encourages
The human heart to answer the beloved call
While pain of being hurt is what this being has known
Loneliness seeking out another from what this other has sown
The old nefarious seeds of Doubt that blind us from our faiths
Shroud ourselves with mystery as we step on forwards
Challenging our higher selves with Destiny, regardless
Of the fear that has gathered in our psyche for centuries
And has worried us for years
Now, youngling, I will tell you, as a older version of the Self
To put aside the seeds of neglect, to heal yourself from inside out
For with that shadow work comes peace, the right with an unguarded heart
As you move on forward into a new beginning leaving the pain of yesterday
With the lived in past that has now finalised alongside you, leaving you blissfully
Alone at last….
GHOSH! you are one hell of a poet
LOVELY WRITINGS ... 😀 😀 I thoroughly enjoyed each peace written by you .
God bless!
The Tide Of the River
The wind whispers silently moving
The cluster of autumnal leaves along the rivers’ edge
Sweeping it further along the tide as it glints,
Gleams in the sunshine rays of morning light
And as the warrior stands vigilant on the stepping stones,
Sword in one hand, the blade of silver shining bright
A swift movement as it slices through the air
Caution and tactfulness retold but no armour either in sight
Just as the sword is put in its sheath; put away with care
The warrior listens diligently to the Spirit of the Earth
As the runes that have just been cast remain there on their own accord
But as the warrior continues to listen; his call has struck a chord
And since there are no others of his lineage left; his heart knows best
But cloudiness on the casting of the runic symbols leaves him worried
Of the future as to what’s to come; unbeatable agility to be consistent
And knowing to do what’s right may relinquish the feelings of battle
Even within the after-life, but death has not surpassed him yet
So his position in life is endless-even though at some points in the journey
He may remain completely friendless - that is not necessarily a bad thing though -
such twists are simply twists - though as he stands gazing
(Not staring) at the leaves flowing gently along this tide
He knows what’s within is good and he has nothing yet to hide
As he glances up in that moment watching as the morning drifts on by
He relies on his instincts as the water fairies fly further on
If this warrior can listen enough he can soon hear the faeries’ song!
And whispers from the river will encourage them to soar along
To the forefront of the conscious mind, where thoughts and empathetic
Feelings render and become tenderness in kind- opening themselves further
To the alike-minded free thinkers in thought, where introspection is the key
To answers that are manifested and come forward willingly
The warrior jolts as if waking up from the trance, but in reality
The insight that’s been given to him has started to dance
Around him as a vision of notes of a golden blend
That swirls and prances, playing a fantastical magical tune
He knows that if he doesn’t return home soon that all that has happened
Stories, fables unwritten and words of wisdom of old…
Swirls in music around him as dreams have been taught
And golden calligraphy words illuminated on the silver tide
Cast asunder the magic wherein the truth was sought
For the last fight that had happened, the power was naught
And as the warrior has moved on, new beginnings in sight
The sword has been sheathed with no reason to fight
And as soon as the decision is made; he will stand tall
Courageously strong, strength before mastering all
And even in his life there are unwritten verses
Nobody can rewrite the rest that’s already been wrote
Feather quill poised as it concludes via a few silent notes
Runes casting on the stones clear as the sunset begins
This warrior is lucky to catch glimpse of the embers that fly
As the fiery phoenix’s tail feathers trail across the sky
And its in this moment that the warrior has left the scene
And its in this moment that he knows that his conscience is clean
Free of the guilt, free of regret, free of everything that do not matter
Free of the past and the thoughts that make your heart go pitter-patter
Free of the skepticism that ruled over all; free of criticism
As he’s now trusting in Spirit, and believing in time
That’s why we’ve woven these words fully in rhyme
And its a simple heartfelt wish that needs to be noted
For in life, these twists are what is not sugar-coated
A gentle reminder that intent is everything, regardless of that,
Which should not be used as a negative fact
But which should be condensed as truth and that’s it!
Shift your perception, inner vision and gaze
And rely on your soul friends and family; don’t be too fazed
As Spirit are there with you, bringing comfort and support
Be at one with yourself to open that doorway of love
Of positive harmony and inner healing
Calm yourself and many with this beautiful feeling
A feeling of love, universally too - watch me
As I share this beautiful feeling with you
Knowing this passion in my heart to be true!
Absolute plane wrote: ↑Tue Jun 06, 2017 4:45 am
GHOSH! you are one hell of a poet
LOVELY WRITINGS ... 😀 😀 I thoroughly enjoyed each peace written by you .
God bless!
Thanks haha. Yeah, writing degree comes in handy 😀 when the muse is there!
The imagery you convey is stunning! beautiful, breathtaking!
Thanks comatosephoenix - I kinda weave the visualization of the scene that's unfolding in with the writing - sometimes I see it as clear as day. These poems in rhyme are co-created with me faery guide. 🙂 And Henry has a say in it as well 🙂 sometimes, lol.