Monday, January 4, 2010

My Guiding Goddesses

aprodite longs
for hestia's family hearth,
the smell of fresh bread

wilderness calls,
artemis gallops into
energizing new lands

collector of hearts
trades the hoard for
one she treasures
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2 comments:

  1. DianneJanuary 4, 2010 at 9:26 PM

    Wow, Demeter does not make an easy subject, but I have tried. This says so much.

    Good poems, I like your writing, thank you!

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  2. MagyarJanuary 5, 2010 at 7:08 PM

    Casting off the hoard, for the one... A good tripple presentation, Annie! _m

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