The full Moon rises to the East

She dances under the Birch
To the music of her soul
Bare feet against wet Earth
Freer then she has ever known

She dances a healing dance
To cleanse the invisible wounds
Buried through generations
Deep within the soul

She dances for all women
Young, weak, strong and old
Women across waters and land
Throughout all of time

She dances secret knowledge
Beats of movement and song
Mothers have taught to Daughters
Since the days of Avalon

She dances under the full Moon
Encircled by the magic
As they have for Centuries
And will forever more

River 7/10

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6 Responses to The full Moon rises to the East

  1. slpmartin says:

    I really love this poem River…it is crafted with such beauty and skill….you’ve created a perfect image in my mind.

  2. deadpoet88 says:

    Such a lovely poem, such vivid imagery. I love how the words flow, very soothing.

    Especially liked the following:

    “She dances a healing dance
    To cleanse the invisible wounds
    Buried through generations
    Deep within the soul”

  3. alienhippy says:

    Lovely poem, it flows beaytifully and creates a wonderful image. Thank you for sharing. x

  4. Beautiful, magickal. Thanks for sharing this!

  5. Kavita says:

    Your poem has a beautiful rhythm to it… LOVELY! The rhythm was was almost hypnotic! And again, I was reminded of Brida!

    Great work, this!!

  6. ziibi1 says:

    Thank you! Its definitely one of my favorites. 🙂 My Celtic genes are coming out. lol

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