A Place of Grace
by Marylyn Motherbear Scott,
Poet in Residence, Society for Ritual Arts(art by Carly Turner)
Open roads go north
Into cloud-dappled sunset
Pillowed hills rise high
It’s a well worn road
Every turn a memory
Ghosts come to visit
Trees touch darkening sky
Spires, a place to pray for sure
Spirit dances high
Dusk red sky at night
Delight fills my weary bones
Graceful solitude
Dreams reveal danger
Ocean waves rise high, crest, fall
Break on lonesome shore
I am the sea’s foam
I am the beach at high tide
Waves crash. Pull. What’s left?
A new day. New sky.
Rosy red in sleepy morn
On the road again
Dangerous delight
Two sides of sailor’s old coin
Protective warning
Apricot fingers
Penetrate rose petal sky
Sweet calm beach in sight
Destination reached
Friends open arms, open hearts
Gracious, safe haven
Marylyn Motherbear Scott, fondly called the Poet Priestess, she is Goddess-in-Chief of the Magickal Cauldron, the Living Mysteries of Eleusis; and is a feature poet in Northern California. She also writes memoir, short stories, and is a Literary Reviewer of live theatre. Currently published in the anthology Red Sky by the Mendocino Writer’s Club and in “Places Like Home” edited by Ariel Gore. Other publications include Love’s Journey, a poetry chapbook & The Dragonslayer’s Daughter, a Winter Solstice story, both published by the Caudron Press, Rites of Passage in Hill/Baker/Starhawk’s Circle Round (creative nonfiction), Gypsy Song for Calling the Dead (invocation), in anthology Beyond Absence, edited by Edward Sear, and Obama’s Day of Inauguration (essay) by Green Egg. She is an elder Witch who brings a wealth of knowledge, experience, inspiration, creativity and devotion to her magickal and to her literary work. Marylyn Motherbear serves as Poet in Residence and sometime Poetry Editor for Coreopsis.
email:motherbearscott@mindspring.com
website: MagickalCauldron.org
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