Conjuring Spirits

Conjuring Spirits

A Poem by Muse

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 
 
THUMP...THUMP...THUMP.....taleeeee de tat!
 
Mystical voices permission the concussion
a seismic energy summoned within her rapture.
Invoking an archaic beat beneath her feet,
fire and sky are now freed spirits to conjure.
 
Possessed by compassion, intrigue, and myth,
she sashays around weightless within her trance.
Drums transpire like water filling her thirst,
fluid in her movements and prophetic dance.
 
Adorned with shadows of silver and gold,
she shimmers in moonstone and tourmaline.
Timely rhythm made flawless by her skirting,
in a feminine display of Goddess and shrine. 
 
Eyes closed she channels the spirits of old,
the feeling of serenity to make her forget.
A past whisper to cool the fire and swither,
she pauses to absorb the nights silhouette.
 
She's now without concept of dimension or self,
the beating drums now sedated and slow.
The air humms of wisdom that satiates her soul,
listen she does....for these voices from long ago.

© 2014 Muse


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THUMP...THUMP...THUMP.....taleeeee de tat!

the start of this...gives an added feel in your lines...and the stanzas after just put this verse into motion...and like the title says: Conjuring Spirits...and the photo give us a bit more with the imagery within this write...

Posted 6 Years Ago


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Eyes closed she channels the spirits of old,
the feeling of serenity to make her forget.
A past whisper to cool the fire and swither,
she pauses to absorb the nights silhouette.

A beautiful dedication...

Posted 8 Years Ago


It flows like a sultry song. I can hear the drums, smell the fire and hear the music as she dances. You'd have to be dead too not be under the spell of a gypsy woman.

Posted 8 Years Ago


Very spellbinding work... I was captivated from beginning to end.

Posted 8 Years Ago


amazing

Posted 8 Years Ago


this is so beautifully moving....i felt the warmth placed here.

Posted 8 Years Ago


Nice write, at last the heartbeat is remaining the rythamic mode of the spiritual procession.....

Posted 8 Years Ago


I like the ascetic feel to this poem. Great writing!

Posted 8 Years Ago


a perfectly described scene that moved across the mystic mindscape

Posted 8 Years Ago


I'm under the spell, even without the picture the imagery was vivid. Beautifully written, great write!

Posted 8 Years Ago


Kind of like reading a novel from John Saul, the right hand of evil...good book. Liked this alot!

Posted 8 Years Ago



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Added on September 1, 2011
Last Updated on June 8, 2014
Tags: fantasy, gypsy, spirits, dance, art, dark, night, life, spell, ancient, stories, poem, poetry, love

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