keltic dreams

keltic dreams

A Poem by David J Rogers
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Reflections upon my keltic ancestry. The Kelts (or Celts) ranged from the British Isles, Spain, and France to the west and to Eurasia in the east. They were the main population of middle Europe until late Roman times. Audio version in the works, too.

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here be the keltoi
the historian said
here be a vast and varied people
skilled in trade and in the working of metals

our heart is in the land
it is our charge
savage to the usurper
loyal friend to our kin

father begat son
brother begat clan
clan begat village
village begat the keltoi

rolling hills
deep forests, green
wide fields of heather
grasses tall, wind waved

mountains tall
icy blue
white capped and wind swept
dark masses we call home

the earth is our mother
but she did not give us birth
she feeds us, nourishes us
she gives unto us wisdom

you see,

we are a people
born out of time
ancient is our culture
timeless is our way

hairs of gold, copper, and brown
black as the night and white as snow
eyes of crystal, emerald, and blue
brown and amber, black and gray

lovers of color, let our plaide show
lovers of craft, hammer and chisel
clay, bronze, and iron sing to our heart
alive and vibrant, they sing beneath our hands

the mystic, the fairy
the wyrding way
a more ancient past calls us
ancient beyond the sacred grove

places of meeting
stones stacked high
places to listen
mother teaches wisdom

of dragons and fell mysteries
to our heroes did call
into the mysts, atop the great spire
into the dark hollow, depths of mother earth

the creator loved us
gave us feet to tread
a restless heart
a desire to see

restless feet planted
calls to our heart, “come see…”
wanderlust taken
no place to call ours

we walk this earth
tending its land
the land sings to us
we feel its heart

rain washed highlands
swift running rivers
deep, mist covered lowlands
salt sea breezes

towering pines
ancient oaks
rock hard maples
sturdy ashes

twilight deep forests
the boar and the bear
lions and eagles
harpies and gryphons

roaring seas
rolling hills
sky piercing mountains
heart of the earth ravines

the earth, she calls to me
return to my ancient home
beneath the skies of Gaellea
ever westward we roam

songs sung by bards
in the twilight of the night
of heroes, witches, and kings
of damsels and crones

our history plays
in the song of a key
no words are written
the story maker sings

of family and calling
plaide and voices say
i am kelt and clan
i am praeton, scot, eyre, welsh, belgae, frank

my people still call to me
beyond the great divide
do not forget your ancestors
dream of heroes and keltic pride


© 2009 David J Rogers



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There is an ancient touch in it my friend.
The sound add more touch. Its a good combination .
'father begat son
brother begat clan
clan begat village
village begat the keltoi '
- Amazing touch and rightfully said words.
Thanks for sharing it with me once again.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.



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Sing this with your harp in a smoky hall. Amongst your Chieftains. Sing this at Tara and Dalraida. Sing of this spiral of words.

Posted 2 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Doc Rogers, I loved the poem. it does reflections upon your keltic ancestry to me. I am very much in to all thing Celtic, music, art, books and history. I really like study about the Celtic Christian. I do not know much about poetry so my review will help there. but you nailed the feeling of the Celtic people. Some day when I get my book ready to post, you can give it a look. It will be called "Growing into Manhood the Cross and a Knight." Hope you the best in your writing.

Posted 4 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Amazing poetry. I liked the story in the words. I agree. We need to know our family history and have pride in our heritage. Thank you for sharing your words and your thoughts.
Coyote

Posted 6 Months Ago


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' we walk this earth~ tending its land~ the land sings to us~ we feel its heart ..

rain washed highlands- swift running rivers- deep mist covered lowlands ~ salt sea breezes '

Every stanza a signal to stop a while and imagine; every clue an enchantment of time and emotion.
A beautiful poem, a proud poem.. a tribute to your coursing Keltic blood.

(Englishwoman here!) Will mention your writing to various others I know in here; would be more than interested to read your enchanting hints of all things past and present..

Posted 6 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A Rickard from birth I understand your call to us. It is a dream from centuries here in America but it still calls to us who will hear. Keltic pride!

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

woah, like I said making it difficult to decide which poems ranks better on the awesome list. Great job, you are very powtic, and I lovve the writing sty;es you use.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

You painted a vivd history with a full and bright palate. Gorgeous imagery and subtle wording.

You should be very proud.

Best,
Jade

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I can almost hear the drums a calling. Your pride in your land and your people is so evident. Your pleasure in your ancestry, the folklore, the legends and the history so apparent. This ode is a tribute to all that you hold dear. Excellent epic of a proud and noble race.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A beautiful piece. The depth of it is astounding.
"we are a people
born out of time
ancient is our culture
timeless is our way"
Particularly liked that part most. It's as if you are one with them, with the history.
Keep up the good work.


Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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David J Rogers
David J Rogers

Montgomery, AL



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Artist • Author • Poet • Preacher I am a thinker, ponderer, assayer of thoughts. I have had a penchant for writing since childhood. I prefer "Doc" as an hommage to my grandfather Rob.. more..

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