Poem: Music

music is my opus
it's the shield that i wear
a soulful of notes
music is my air


i see the world
in rhythm and refrains
with the sharps and the flats
i waltz in the rain

sing me your heart out
play a requiem mass
read the libretto
serenade me in brass

kiss me to a crescendo!
sing the chorus at last



~ Elizabeth Anne Ives

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Poem ~ Moonfall

Moonfall
where were you the night
the moon fell from the sky?
were you sleeping or dreaming
as the moon flew by?


i watched in dismay as
it tumbled like a leaf
landing in the meadow 
where the wildflowers sleep
      
i haled the little dipper

and much to my surprise
the dipper lifted the moon

back into the night sky!

the grateful moon,  
forever in the dipper's debt,
kissed the little dipper's stars
as the wildflowers slept



~ Elizabeth Anne Ives


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This Life ~ Poem

i try to take deep breaths
and allow the world to be
but i swear this life
will be the death of me

 the gurus say wake up
and simply let go
but i'm reminded
"as above so below"

storm clouds are brewing

overhead
i'm beginning to believe

we've been mislead
by social media, the news
and all the talking heads
the conflicting opinions and
fake stories they spread


i must reclaim my life
and cancel my subscriptions
to cable tv, facebook, twitter
and simply listen


to the healing sounds
of mother earth, 
the rivers and the trees

when i die,
let mother nature be
the death of me

Poem and photo by Elizabeth Anne Ives

Crystal Magic ~ My Art

It’s okay if you don’t believe in crystal magic, but maybe you’ll get a kick out of my clever re-purposing of an old pencil box.

I have a cool collection of crystals in mini jars that I’ve wanted to display. They were hidden away in a drawer. An idea came to me when I was surfing Pinterest for shadow boxes – turn my pencil box into a wall shelf/shadow box to display the crystals! Functional art!

Years ago, I painted the pencil box using a mashup technique. I called it the “glove box” but never displayed it. The box sat in the corner of my art room gathering dust until I re-purpose it into a mini shelf!

What do you think?

“Change the way you look at things and the things you look at change.”

Wayne Dyer

Zip it ~ NaPoWriMo and the A to Z Blogging Challenge

I don’t know about y’all, but I’m tuckered out after a full month of blogging from A to Z and participating in National Poetry Writing Month (NaPoWriMo). Even my muse is rolling her eyes at me! Don’t get me wrong y’all have been an inspiring group. I’m in awe of the talent here in the blogosphere, but I’ll confess I’ve struggled to keep up with all your posts. I’m suffering blogger fatigue. I look forward to returning to my Monday & Friday blog schedule in May.
But for now…drum roll…here is my final effort for the month: the letter Z, a poem about the dark side of the Zodiac.


Zodiac

from its
beginnings
in babylonian

times, the zodiac has
ruled the heavens and moved
the earth, creating order from chaos
while filling the great void with meaning
and purpose, but there is a dark side to
the Zodiac. to be clear, we all have
wicked ways, dark thoughts,
evil tendencies. each sign

manifests darkness
uniquely. tell
me, what

do you desire,
but dare not partake

of?  what secrets do you keep
from those you love?  where
do you hide the forbidden?
what thoughts do you

censor? with true
reflection the
darkness
will 
reveal
 the cracks
in your zodiac 



~  Elizabeth Anne Ives
Archivist, Coven of Obscurity
Day 30
Z is for Zodiac
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The Yarling Festival ~ Poem


♥♥
the
practice
of yarling
has long been

a tradition in the
Coven of Obscurity
for release of sorrows,
regrets, anger, and other
forms of menacing emotion.
witches arrive from far and wide
for the annual yarling festival held
deep in the Forest of Obscurity. chants of
"let it go, let it be, release it, and set it free"

followed by moans, groans, and guttural
howls rumbling through the circle
spiraling into the great abyss as
the fire rages on and the
witches purge the
darkness from
their hearts

and then
they 
have
tea

♥♥




~ Elizabeth Anne Ives

Archivist, Coven of Obscurity

Day 29
Y is for Yarling
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