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#thepowerfeomonhigh

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The Power from on High

 The circle formed

Arms held high

Energy building nigh

Silently told, prayers unfold

Magic raised to heights untold

The vortex raised towards the sky

Towards the glorious Goddess floating by

Calling to her daughters

The time for magic’s mystery is nigh

Inside the vortex coalesced

A form of gold and purple hues

The Sorceress at her brightly best

Stood motionless, centred at her Goddess’ behest

Silently communing

Energetically consuming

High powers never before felt

Controlled by one who dwelt

In human form found

The Sorceress of powers yet to be bound

 #thepowerfromonhigh

The Sorceress

Blessings, Susan ♥

© Susan Jamieson 2014

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#travellingthroughtime

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Travelling Through Time

Amidst the circle of ancient stones

She stood without thought

Feeling a calling deep in her bones

The dangers unknown are naught

Drawn forward, her mind caught

She steps onwards

Her destiny sought

Into a whirlwind she fought

Energies unknown of no import

To keep her mind focused

On the one who waited

To who she is fated

Her love, her life, all she sought

Stumbling suddenly forward

Strong arms encircled her fragile form

Heart to heart, beat to beat, life returned to norm

A new life of dangers yet to be met

A war set to start before the moon set

Riding forth with haste

Hoof beats heard, in close chase

Lost in the foggy wreaths of swift pace

To reach the safety of the manse

Once safely inside

A marriage, to continue the romance.

 

#travellingthroughtime

Through the vortex of time and space

 

Blessings, Susan ♥

© Susan Jamieson 2014

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#The Sorceress

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As she stepped through the door

Her eyes drifted skyward

No need to be on guard

Ebony sky sparkling

Stars mesmerising

The Goddess rising over the horizon

A secretive smile played over red lips

The times had changed

Like a new lovers’ kiss

Blessings, shining brightly

With the Full moons’ embrace

The Executive Sorceress strode forth

Time now to hurry north

Her sister’s already gathering

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Standing under the moonlight

She took a breath to calm her mind

A second to sink within

Her mind formed a clear image

A Snowy Owl sparkling brightly

Her breath trickled slowly

Through her parted lips

The air shimmered brilliantly

Like sunlight on new cut crystal

Arms raised to the sky

Whirling through the air

The Snowy Owl flapped her powerful wings

Speeding away to the north

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Over the silent lake

Past the quiet woods

Quickly flying forth

From eyes seeing afar

From East, West and South

She saw her sisters arriving

With a wild cry of joy

She swooped earthward

Into the circle with her sisters

Celebrating the Goddess, the moon

Welcoming the Executive Sorceress

A new world

A new life

A new you.

#The Sorceress

The Moon Goddess rising

 

Blessings, Susan ♥

  © Susan Jamieson, August 2014

   ©The Executive Sorceress, 2014

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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#Time

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Travelling

Immortality

Moving

Eternally

Through the smallest of increments

Of measured moments

As the shimmering incandescence

Settled into an everlasting

And evanescent form

Of an elemental being

Scales of iridescent gold and blue

Glittering in the velvety dark

The Gold Dragon’s beautiful form

Filling the silent cavern

With the hair tingling effects of magic

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As she rippled briefly

Changing her form within the beat of a human heart

When the eye watering brilliance faded

In the mighty dragons stead

There stood an beautiful ephemeral creature

Hair of deepest moonless black

Hanging down below her waist in ebony waves

Translucent skin glowing with a golden otherworldly glow

Her eyes shone brightly like an azure sapphire

This beautiful magical creature

Twice blessed with beauty

A glittering dragon in female form

A dark-haired beauty in human form

Able to wander this land again

Searching……

Searching for salvation for her kind

Travelling

Immortality

Moving

Eternally

#Time

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Blessings, Susan ♥

© Susan Jamieson, August 2014

 

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#Through the Portal Stones

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She was on no path she had seen before

When she left the shelter of the trees

And saw on the crest of the tor

A giant circle of standing stones

Her feet carried her forwards

Closer still to the circle of stones

A fey energy she felt as she neared them

And she felt the hair on her body

Stand straight and stiff from some strange force

Yet her feet took her inexorably onwards

Until in the centre of the circle she stopped

Engulfed in an incredible feeling of peace

Of ages long gone and questions of possibility

All thought and feeling fled

As the silence of the countryside was broken

By strange noises all around her

Of men shouting and others whispering quietly

She knew not if her pursuers had found her

Voices seeming to call just beside her ear

Stumbling as she looked around in the mist

Stumbling, she flung her hand out to stop falling

Instead her hand struck the standing stone

Light flashed and sudden darkness engulfed her

The stones were still in front of her

Yet the sounds of people moving silently surrounded her

More voices she now heard calling

Deep, gruff and quietly fierce

She stumbled again unbalanced

Brought up short by the prick of a knife

Held quickly up to her throat

Men, wild of hair and beard

Dressed in ragged and dirty clothes like kilts

Seemed to whirl around her with smooth Scottish lilts

As they began to hustle her away from the stones

She struggled, and opened her mouth

To scream aloud her protest

But the hand over her face

Cut off sound and most of her breath

Fearing to be left to rot

Her throat cut from ear to ear

She stumbled on the uneven ground

Loose from her captor she whirled aside

Turning back towards the circle once more

Seconds flew past like mid summers day

An age for each short moment of time

She reached the portal and ran through

Looking back to see if she was followed

She saw the flame haired giant with eyes of sapphire

Brilliantly blue in the mist staring into her heart

He seemed to be a part of her in some strange way

Lovers from another day?

#Through th Portal Stones

Mist on the Standing Stones

The magic of the stones continues.

 

Blessings, Susan ♥

© Susan Jamieson, August 2014

 

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#Escape through the portal

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Breathe purling in white wreaths from her mouth She moved deeper under the shelter of the ancient Oak tree A shimmering bent the air as A beautiful woman in a purple cape stood sheltered Within the arms of the old tree Deeper in shadow than before A prayer to Luna, moon Goddess, Shine your brilliance this night upon us all But yet hide your radiance from my luminescent skin The sounds of the spell caster following her trail Too close to chance the glow of her face calling him nearer One more leap to reach the Sacred Grove One more chance to journey through to their world again She sent forth her thoughts into the crystalline night There, high in this very tree, the wise and knowing gaze of the Owl A shimmering of her form saw her body become like mist

#Escape through the portal

Image courtesy of animals.timduru.org         She flew as the Owl, her guardian this night.

In its stead a large Snowy Owl Launching itself aloft it sped through the night The screech of the hunter on her trail Swooping down in to the midst of the Sacred Grove Encircled by Alder, Ash, Willow and Holly She landed lightly, shimmering once more into her human form From beneath the Willow strode forth a man, Gathering her close they breathed a silent prayer of thanks Turning they faced the silent stone circle Bowing their heads before the Gods They strode quickly to the portal A sound of pure hatred and rage Pierced the air with a scream As they stepped through the portal Blinding light flashed briefly As the furious raptor circled the grove Emptiness greeted his eyes as the light faded A flash of purple all that remained of her cape His prey had returned to their own time and place For this chase, his time was over.

#Escape through the portal

Image courtesy of http://www.digitalartistdaily.com                  Beauty fled with her love into the realm of the night.

Blessings, Susan ♥ © July 2014 Susan Jamieson

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#TheMermaid

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Glittering shafts of sunlight

Flashed like sparkling diamonds

Amidst tall strands of seaweed

Colourful fish swam lazily amongst trailing plants

Zipping nervously away from strange shadows

Safely avoiding the gaping maws

Of the giant grouper

She sat quite still and watched the scene

Seemingly floating before her eyes

The peaceful way everything moved

From colourful fish to dainty seahorse

Brilliant coral and mesmerizing anemone

She was entranced by all around her

From the corner of her eye she saw a larger shape

As it drew closer she saw a beautiful face

Surrounded by hair the colour of sun drenched coral

With skin the colour of milk

Surprised but not alarmed

She watched the figure approach

To her bewilderment she saw

Stretching behind this beautiful woman

A long muscular tail

Just like those of the fishes she had admired

Curiousity kept her still

As this vision swam up to her

With eyes the colour of emeralds

And lips the colour of rubies

She heard a voice inside her mind

Softly speaking to her

“Oh why aren’t you with us Selene?

The sailors will be coming out quite soon

You know how much fun it is

To sing to them, and see their faces

As they almost run to move their  cumbersome boats?

In total surprise I looked around me

And in amazement I clearly saw

A long and muscular tail

Floating behind me as I lay on the rocks

Slowly lifting and falling to my unconscious design

I agreed to follow this vision

It seemed the thing to do

No words were spoken

At least no human words

She heard each and every thought I had

And all day long I swam and frolicked

With this group of colourful mermaids

Such fun I had as I could never remember before

Yet, quite suddenly I felt an enormous tugging

And I felt towed backwards by an unseen force

I saw my underwater wonderland flash past

I wondered if this thought was to be my last

When I found myself on the edge of the rock pool

Where I had lain down to peer into its depths

My face had fallen into the cool blue water

Bringing me back to myself once more

Had I dreamed this wonderful interlude

Of mermaids frolicking in emerald depths

Or was I indeed one of their kind

Just visiting the land for a time

I suppose I might find out

The next time I come visit my rock pool.

Blessings, Susan ♥

© Susan Jamieson 2014

 

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