Showing posts with label Poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poems. Show all posts

Thursday, 28 January 2010

Bridie's Song



I am Bridie, flower fire
Rising in the lightening hour
Fierce and loving, wild and free
I've come to take you home with me

Home to truth and your own power
Home to healing and delight
Home to knowledge, home to seeing
If you will receive my light

I touch you with my lightning rod
Your defenses fall apart
Tearing down your fears, conditioning
Cutting through control and barrier

Earth is trembling, structures falling
Beliefs are shattered, knowledge questioned
Empty and barren, your world falls apart
Doubt and pain grip your heart

But you will rise again in glory
Reclaiming what was once your power
You will rise and I will guide you
To the light, like a springtime flower

I touch you with my fiery rod
And the dross is burned away
All that was falls down in cinders
You walk through fire to be free

Molten fire in your body
Power rising through the pain
Fears and sorrow touched by fire
Your golden source revealed again

And you will rise out of the ashes
Like the Phoenix, wild and free
You will rise in new-born wonder
I will guide you, come with me

I touch you with my healing rod
And life is sparked anew
Healing flowing through your life-source
Joy of child and Mother's touch

Re-membering the broken pieces
Recalling all your ancient power
Receive my healing and be whole
And when you're whole - you'll heal for me

For you will rise in truth and knowing
Light and laughter, sweet compassion
You will rise to healing, seeing
You will guide your sisters home

I touch you with my willow rod
Rod of quickening, white with power
You fall apart, disintegrated
Through fire you walk to be transformed

Open your heart and let me touch you
Open to healing and rebirth
Own your power and your beauty
Speak your truth and heal the Earth

For you will rise in golden glory
To stand in power and shine your light
You will rise and be my Priestess
As Maiden, Lover, Mother, Crone

Come, sweet child ...


© Lisa Isaksson, Imbolc 2007

Saturday, 12 December 2009

Caer Sidi

This is not the dark cave any more
Although it is still dark, the walls shimmer with crystals
This is Caer Sidi, the place of spiralling
The interdimensional crossroads
Where all ends meet and part and meet again
Dark Lady, you bring me here, bring me ever deeper
Spiralling outside of time and space
Going deeper and yet higher
Into the very centre

If I could see you, Lady, I might kneel before you and ask what you want from me
But I can't, and you are not in front of me, but behind me
Watching my back in the dark as I, stumbling, find my way forward
Passing through chambers from memory and halls of future dreams
You remind me that I only ever have to reach out, and You are there

Walking through long-lost memories I open old wounds to heal
and although I feel lost and alone in the dark again
This is the place where everything comes together
And I will walk from the darkness of the lowest dungeon into Danu's crystal cave
The place of Dreaming, where I can rest in the Stillness before rebirth
And Dream the future into being
Dream Love

In the spiralling castle, outside of space and time
Dream meets reality, and I walk through the corridors of sleep
I will hail Rhiannon as I near Her presence
And find myself once more in Her deep red Hall
In the darkness I search not for the light of day, but for the light of Love
My torch, my beacon

This is the way to the Mirroring, when I open my eyes and find the Soul Mate
When I open my heart again

© Lisa Isaksson, December 12, 2009

Thursday, 12 November 2009

Stasis in darkness

There is no flow here
No way out
Like a pool of stagnant water
Blackened putrefaction
Being stirred
But there is no flow here
Stasis in darkness

Darkness closing in
Sqeezing tighter
A dark entrapment, cold embrace
Powerless and immobile
In a dark shell
There is no way out here
Mother of pearl


Or is the dark shell a chrysalis?
When a moonbeam penetrates the black water
Will I find the key to my power
Like the Phoenix rise from darkness
Spread my wings in freedom
And soar to the sky

Tuesday, 2 September 2008

Calling - a poem

I Love You
I'm calling
My words suspended in thin air
In the middle of a vast nothing
And I'm falling
Constantly calling
For you

December 29, 1996

I found a notebook with some of my old poems from my days on the other side of the mirror. This one is almost 12 years old - I can't believe how time has flown by! I wrote it during one of my stays on a psych ward and remember how cold I was, and how lonely. My boyfriend, who I lived with, had gone to Germany for a family celebration over the new year, and I wouldn't see him for over a week. I missed him. But I was so depressed, all colours muted, faded, I felt numb and dissociated. I stayed for a few days more and discharged myself when they wanted me to share a room with someone, then came back after another few days. To a private room.