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| Hanna, by Kristen Hatgi Sink |
Armor Spellsong
Armor of flowers
work of my hands
protect me.
Songs from twig ceilings
silver shy shadows
break me in.
Green love in glass bottles
medicine blue sky
open over me.
Badlands bitch burnout
acid alkali wanting
come
fall on the sword.
Armor of flowers
work of my hands
light of my heart
abide.
~January 2014
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| Kristin Hatgi Sink |
55 rose petal helmets for the g-man
This time, I include the title. (I saw you counting, G.)
Inspired by the photography of Kristin Hatgi Sink, Denver, CO.
Images copyright Kristin Hatgi Sink via Facebook, and Phinest. Her website is linked above, and here is herTumblir site as well.
No copyright infringement is intended. Posted with gratitude under fair use guidelines.
I could totally memorise this and recite it naked
ReplyDeletebarefoot and knee-deep in grass BUT not for a few months
yet - May will be the month!
as ever Hedge
you take me with the title
and with picture and word
I am opened up to the possibility
of poetry.
thank you
and best
Green love in glass bottles
medicine blue sky
open over me.
antidote.
Just make sure when May comes around and you strip and start reciting, you have something to run around widdershins, or I can't guarantee the outcome.
DeleteThanks, as always, Arron, for your kind words, and for reading.
A spell is always a fine thing for a Witch to have handy.
ReplyDeleteIncantations are repeated
ReplyDeleteSpells are cast
Destinies are changed
Hedgewitches are smiling
Loved your choice of photography, it blends in perfectly
Just like your awesome 55
Thank You for this brief respite from the chaos
Thanks for playing early, we wouldn't want the Sword of Shaymacles
to come crashing down on you....Have a Kick Ass Week-End
LOL! Though I be but small, I am fierce! :-P
DeleteAmen to you both. Flower armor ain't all *that* tough. ;_)
DeleteVery cool poem - for me there's a confusion - it may be my beastly head and eye ache--between armor and amour that is lovely - there's a real turn in that fourth stanza as what is lyrical assumes an intense and very sexual bite - but then finds some respite that almost feels post-coital - I am sorry if I am reading all kinds of crazy things - works very well. k.
ReplyDeleteWell, I'm pretty much post the whole coital thing, but I do like to have an active fantasy life. And what good is a poet who can't write a love poem? I hope you feel better soon,k., and the poultry and writing implements stop attacking you.Thanks so much for coming by when you feel so uck.
DeleteThat Badlands Bitch is so strong, I hope the armor of flowers is enough to deflect the acid splash.
ReplyDeletea little nature witchy...smiles...armor of flowers...so delicate yet...i like the alliteration there toward the end, it gets the chant kicked up to another notch...i see the same sexual bite that k did in that as well..i like the return to the armor in the end as well...
ReplyDeleteThanks, bri--hope your FIL is doing better.
DeleteYou'll think I'm crazy. But this reads like a prayer, hedgewitch. A powerful write.
ReplyDeleteNature, mysticism and words - the perfect brew.
ReplyDeleteCheaper than whiskey, purdier than Blodeuwedd, this dude of a love-charm abides. A 55-gallon bouquet.
ReplyDeletePerfect myth reference, B...now I feel like the poem also needs an owl.
DeleteJoy Ann, the third stanza is absolutely gorgeous. As always your writing is a journey into the mystic and beyond. I am trying to make my way around to visit some of you fine poets. It seems so difficult right now.
ReplyDeletePamela
Thinking of you, Pamela. Hang in there.
DeleteLove this! Your use of color throughout is wonderful.
ReplyDeleteAnd the trees kept their silence, leaves shaking away the dreams of spells. Evocative chant. Time to get a dancing with bells, well once sun can warm life into skin
ReplyDeleteWould an armor of flowers protect me? Not in this blizzard!! I love Badlands Bitch Burnout!
ReplyDeleteI could use some of this medicine:
ReplyDeleteGreen love in glass bottles
medicine blue sky
open over me.
(Oh, and when Arron does his little recitation I hope he'll share it with us all on fb)
Ha! Knowing him, there will be twenty selfies of it, for sure.
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