Drawing by Judith Wolfe
Neroli Cottam / Two Poems
- Harmony
- GO wrestle monsters
- in the mist.
- Bring back the child that
- flew time's awful journey.
- Tell me all the names gods
- and devils use today.
- Find me in my fragile shell and
- if I'm drifting tell me life's
- not empty sugar bowls, that
- sweetness still flows through its veins.
- Teach me to hold woven glory
- spun with natural magic charm,
- & if I speak of love not war
- serve me back the ball I throw
- or send it spinning as before
- through diverse worlds
- where souls soft songs
- are whispered words in
- universes bright with learning.
- Making Magic
- The tarot reader conjures up
- your mystical past, present and future.
- Happenings coalesce in the cards.
- Will you slide from your bubble
- into the arms of the dark stranger?
- Will the negative forces that surround
- your aura evaporate into phantasms?
- Outside the sparrow in the apple tree
- cleans its beak.
- A spider climbs the translucent thread
- at the window's edge.
- Bees hum in gold accord in the wintersweet.
- Your fortune unfolds while the world
- spins in time and space
- realising and releasing its natural magic.