Woodland Ogham Ode

Woodland Ogham Ode

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Woodland Ogham Ode Oh mighty oak for ships and houses made The hardness of hornbeam for cogs and screws, whose jellies are fine and never staid. Sticks of rowan to aid our walking Gives us protection when spirits are stalking Her berries make wine which is rather able, preserves too, to grace our table. Alder logs are good for clogs, whose dancers really care While its charcoal for gunpowder makes fireworks flare. The flower of willow has a certain stance Gives bees pollen to aid their waggle dance. Hazel forms hurdles to pen your sheep Far or near or close to a weir, there's no finer way for fish to keep. Ash travels far when its used in a car Handles for hoes and assorted tools, assist the gardener to win a star. Birch burns brighter, Its sheets of bark work well as a fire lighter, From canoes to furniture fun its veneer is the one. And don't forget to tap their sap, for you will fine makes wonderful wine. So raise a glass and toast your host, For our friend the Greenman is not one
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There is a community of the spirit. Join it, and feel the delight of walking in the noisy street, and being the noise. Drink all your passion, and be a disgrace. Close both eyes to see with the other eye. Open your hands, if you want to be held. Sit down in this circle. Quit acting like a wolf, and feel the shepherd's love filling you. At night, your beloved wanders. Don't accept consolations. Close your mouth against food. Taste the food. You moan, "She left me." "He left me." Twenty more will come. Be empty of worrying. Think of who created thought! Why do you stay in prison when the door is so wide open? Move outside the tangle of fear-thinking. Live in silence. Flow down and down in always widening rings of being. There's a strange frenzy in my head, of birds, flying, each particle circulating on its own. Is the one I love everywhere? Drunks fear the police, but the police are drunk too. People in this town love them both like different chess pieces. ----------------------------------- All things that we hide in our hearts eat us alive. This book is - full of emotions, love, care and agitation. Well, you need to read this to know what's in. Moreover, It consists of quotes, snippets, poems, bits of advice...Ummm simply deep and random stuff. Go Ahead! HIGHEST rank #1 in poetry as of 19.02.2018 ----------------------------------- 4/10/17 --- 19/04/18

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