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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


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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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

Divine!

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Under the spell indeed! I swear I could hear music by Loreena McKennitt playing while your spirit danced and swayed. The visual imagery you create is both seductive and intoxicating. Excellent read m'lady!

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A amazing tale in your words. I like the feel and the desire of this poem. Those voices and faces can haunt us.
"Eyes closed she channels the spirits of old,
the feeling of serenity to make her forget."
I like the ending to the outstanding poem.
Coyote

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Muse...this is just fantastic..wow..so beautiful and a pleasure to read...The last stanza is a killer...Excellent work..xx

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

What a lucky person that is. I loved this. It carries such a wonderful flow while reading it.

Posted 8 Years Ago


Lovely. Every word of it.

Posted 8 Years Ago


A mellow flow and tome. The content is a second sight.

Chris

Posted 8 Years Ago


The sheer force of nature guides your pen, it leaks the valuable essence, verocity and motion, well done, a great read.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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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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