Dead Ends

The walls of thought are closing in my mind
There is no doorway out that I can find
I'm sealed in confusion like a trapped rat
No light to see as in darkness I'm sat
A dream of freedom brings a false message
I seek the answers, there is no passage
I cry in grief, then in frustration, shout
'Hide! Suicide is the only way out!'

© Jem Farmer 2008, all rights reserved.

Prompt: Suicide is the only way out

     from: Suicide Solution by Ozzy Osbourne

       

The First Person

In my own way from where I stand
I see the light through glass
Above my desk, a brush in hand
I paint the view from class.

The trees all dressed in shades of fall
A leaf of red meets eye
As amber leaves in drifts now sprawl
My mind the first to sigh.

The winter's wind begins to blow
To bring the chilling hoar
So Mother Earth can rest in snow
The circle moves in lore.

As seasons bring the life of Earth
In nature's love is bound
A path to clarity from birth
The circle turns around.

My eye that sees from one lone leaf
Now paints a magic land
The mind that sees beyond the reef
Now guides the brush in hand.

My art my point of view reveals
Image from eye of I
The doorway of soul that conceals
The realms of mortal tie.

© Jem Farmer 2008, all rights reserved.

The Flowers of Darkness

As dusk descends oblations bloom
In sacred room.
To gods of night,
For their delight.

The sweetest scents illuminate
The holy state
For us to see
The path to thee.

The flowers guide the Pagan child
With spirit wild
By lunar light
In sacred flight.

© Jem Farmer 2008, all rights reserved.

Artwork for rainbow dreams

Background

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Rainbow Dreams

Crystal orbs lie shattered in dust,
As the cherubs of twilight pry
Angel eyes invade divine lust
In rainbow dreams the spirits scry.

Serene wings reflect metallic light,
Hazy sunsets devour the day
Expressions of dusk shimmer bright
In rainbow dreams the spirits scry.

Days fade to memories of sand
On the shores where ideas cry.
Mystics slumber within night's hand
In rainbow dreams the spirits scry.

© Jem Farmer 2008, all rights reserved.

Artwork for Ballad of the Goddess

Main Image

Background

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Ballad of the Goddess

     She sings to me in silver tones

     She calls the merry tune

     The maidens dance before the crones

     To greet the rising moon.

 

The goddess grants me magic rite

Divine enchantress bring

The blessings forth in beams of light 

And shine upon my ring. 

 

     She sings to me in silver tones

     She calls the merry tune

     The maidens dance before the crones

     To greet the rising moon.

 

I cast the gifts of magic lore

Embrace your will and love

The Ancient ways from times before

Still form as peace above

 

     She sings to me in silver tones

     She calls the merry tune

     The maidens dance before the crones

     To greet the rising moon.

 

The way of crone, the aged and wise

Skyclad within the dune

My life is Hers in loving eyes

My Goddess is the moon 

 

     She sings to me in silver tones

     She calls the merry tune

     The maidens dance before the crones

     To greet the rising moon.

 

© Jem Farmer 2008, all rights reserved.