Tuesday, July 1, 2014

Moon Raven

Blue Raven by Kathryn Dyche Dechairo, with permission
available from Dyche Designs



Moon Raven,
lift me up on your bent wing.
Swoop me away
through the misty night
into the forest.

There we will commune
with wolf-ghosts and ancient trees.
We will sing with the spirits
ululate with owls
keen with all beings 
over our Losses
and send out blessings
and gratitude
for All That Remains.

Towards dawn,
 having divested myself 
of my tears,
and having rekindled my hope,
let me curl up in the roots
of Grandfather Cedar,
pillow my head with moss,
pull pine boughs over my shoulders,
and escape to my haven of forgetfulness:
a dream.

41 comments:

  1. Love. What a way to mourn and then rest. I miss moss and pine bows but will be near some soon.

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    1. I love this and especially the idea of tears as somethng that can be divested. A poem that I can enjoy over and over.

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  2. I like that hope is rekindled at dawn. What beautiful thoughts go through your poetic mind Sherry. I like this one. It's truly like reading a dream.

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  3. This gave me such a feeling of peace, Sherry.

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  4. oh, so cool you wrote to kathryn's image...i like....having been spent to rest in that cedar...i bet there is quite the comfort there....and that life again takes root...

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  5. The peace that comes when we have released the pain that engulfs us...beautiful

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  6. Your poems always give me such a sense of peace, Sherry. Thank you for that. This is beautifully written as always.

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  7. Sherry this is so very beautiful. It feels like a soothing lullaby.

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  8. hope is a distant star for me... ~

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  9. I like that the mourning goes hand in hand with the gratitude, which is how it should be lest we become bitter.

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  10. Sometimes one really needs to escape to that haven of forgetfulness....into a peaceful dream!

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  11. This is so blessed and inspired... Love how you use the image of nature here.

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  12. I want to wear this dream on my eyes too for that moss pillow, cedar root bed and pine leaf blanket..& rekindle my hope for peace...

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  13. How beautiful that third verse is where giving thanks for a life lived is so important.

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  14. such beautiful imagery.. to cover yourself with earth and dream.

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  15. To be dreaming below the boughs of trees in the forest can be so reassuring and peaceful. Good write Sherry!

    Hank

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  16. I think ululating with the owls would be seriously awesome!!! :)

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  17. Think ululating with the owls would be seriously awesome!!

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  18. Dreams are a wonderful haven..the best thing is we can create them just how we like...peaceful Sunday to you Sherry xo

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  19. The poem is a reflection of peace & tranquility... :D
    Loved it Sherry :D
    Hope you are having a fabulous day :D
    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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  20. Like a shamanistic vision. I wish I could hear that song. Enjoyed that. :)

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  21. sigh !!! time comes all too soon when dreams become being.

    gracias, mi amiga

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  22. Ahhhhh - yes peace - "pull pine bough over my shoulder" and the language throughout "ululate with owls" - there is mystic magic here M'lady - wonderful

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  23. Dreamy and purifying for the soul of grief.

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  24. Sherry, I am not at all surprised that your heart and soul led you to the trees, for solace and comfort and escape. It's a beautiful place to be.

    Lovely!

    Poppy

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  25. I love that the speaker knows exactly what she wants...as if she has been crafting this astral world for ages... The imagery of the makeshift bed of hope is particularly strong.

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  26. I am in love with this poem...the words take me through a dream world that makes my grief palpable and easily forgotten....the idea of resting my head on a bed of moss is blissful.

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  27. Your poem is certainly a dream come true! It's come true because of your liveliness and spirit. thank you for the enlightenment! good day Sherry!

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  28. Whoa! I had to look up "ululate" a very powerful and good use of the word in this wonderful piece.
    ZQ

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  29. So beautiful and so vivid. Loved it. :)

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  30. "haven of forgetfulness"---what a gorgeous and apt way to describe a dream :-)

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  31. Sherry,
    A fine and placid poem, which fits perfectly with the notion of a calmness, found resting within the bosom of natures's own places...A Sunday best!
    You always afford homage to the gifts of life that are all around Sherry..Rewarding in this age of greed more than need..
    Happy Sunday,
    Eileen

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  32. Love the freedom of flight with a Moon Raven and all sounds you ready to express - what a liberation already! and then you just simply rest at the roots of tree 'curl up in the roots
    of Grandfather Cedar' ~ peacefully with even more freedom - the dream. So cool, Sherry! x

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  33. I seem to be dreaming of birds a lot this month - so your dreamscape strikes a chord.

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  34. Enjoyed reading this again Sherry. Of course, it touches my heart.

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  35. your lure is the forest and you always delight us these forest dreams

    have a nice Sunday; i'm happy yod dropped in at my Sunday Lime

    much love...

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  36. Oh, you had me at the title! And the rest did not disappoint. :) As you know, I am crazy for your nature-mystic poems, and this is my new favourite.

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  37. This is like a dream within a dream, Sherry. Really like the sound of ululate of owl. You take us to a world of natural earth - i can smell everything around me. And made me appreciate mother again.

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  38. Motions of hope in that last stanza, great poem.

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  39. this is so magical, Sherry! i love it! ravens are such fascinating creatures with powerful attributes in the spirit world ~ i don't know that much but did research on them for a poem once and found them quite intriguing. your poem is beautiful!

    have a lovely week, sweetheart.

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