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Author Archives: maskednative
Barefoot In The Sacred
Step outside the garden door, fill your eyes with morning light, your whole body with dawn fresh breath. Sink your bare feet into the green cushion of dewy wet grass, your toes tingling with surprise. In the heart of everything before … Continue reading
Castles In The Sky
When I was a child, I climbed walls, just to see what was on the other side, it didn’t matter how high, your friends always climbed with you. We could throw a ball against a wall, or mark it with chalk … Continue reading
Pine Wood
Leaving the path I walk into the woods. Sit on a fallen branch within a circle of pine trees, twigs, sticks, rotting wood, pine needles and fallen leaves, layer upon layer, composted. A decay that nourishes these silent giants whose spongy … Continue reading
Donegal
Folding mist, blurred edge of land and sky. Roads twisting, turning, falling, rising, each curve a poem. Where are you leading me, I asked? Just keep walking came the reply. Wavelets bright as stars in a night sky flashed … Continue reading
Druantia
Through a weave of variegated ivy leaves, upon which light and shade played games with my imagination, the truncated tree presented a face of hollow cheeks and hollow eyes that questioned my beliefs. During long winter months, … Continue reading
Posted in Life, Love and the Universe
Tagged Druantia, Goddessess, Gods, imagination, light, Queen, refuge, roots, shade, spring, trees, winter
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Perfumed Trails
In Johnstown Castle Gardens, swans glide serenely on a lake of green algae, their nest hidden by the burst of growth along the swampy waterside. Giant Gunnera and black stemmed Chinese Bamboo plunge their roots into the sodden bank. Blush … Continue reading
Posted in Diary Of A Blow In
Tagged bench, damp, earth, earthen, lake, Perfume, pheasant, pine, reflection, shady, spring, water
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A Delirium Of Wildness
In an unruly, extravagant wild, weathered golden rocks crown a precious land. Bluebells burst through scrub, moss and brambles. Nests are built and slept in, oft times disturbed by approaching footsteps. The occupants rise up in … Continue reading
Halfway
It was good to stop and take a halfway moment, allowing my mind to wander into forgotten dreams, surrounding myself with thoughts of softness, kindness, strength, and the pleasure of just being here. The unfolding was encouraging, … Continue reading
Posted in Diary Of A Blow In
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