"Destined Minds"

THEY CALL IT HEART

under the glorious silk wrap
lies desirable poetic beauty
indescribable her glory

that glows in mornings light
for I have met an angel
and lied with pure love

such kindness and loveliness
for I have never seen
is now all I wish for

so sweet and kind
delectable in everyway
far more than her beauty

and I have never seen
a more lovely woman
than thou art become

am grateful for hour upon
precious hour that I am
in your presence

more powerful than all the dominions
for they the angels that sing above
they call it "heart" pure "heart"

Maree Long
(c)Maree Long

Inspired by a post by ellidata

Dedicated to my younger sister who is a lover of all things owl
and has also kindly agreed to give editing my poems in readiness
to send to publishers.....

SILENT NIGHT SILENT FLIGHT


muffled sound as the wise approaches its prey
the owl in silent wing-ed flight
is the nightly stealth hunter

screeching is the sound of scraping against the metal
or the rush of steam spewing forth out of an engine
is the Barn Owl of great depth of perception

and who is it that brightens the night
that breaks the silence of evenings darkness
and supertitious sounds echo from heights of tree

one hoot the omen of impending death
two success that responds soon after
three that brings the woman to our family

four disturbance that not all is well
five my feet will travel
six will tell guests are on the way

seven gives sign of mental stress
eight foretold of sudden death
nine good fortune will follow day

spy the treasures, steal and hoard them
and carry the message of the witches
and dance on the graves of the dead

by night they enter your houses
and gather your discarded finger nails
and of new born babies they are fed

the Barn Owls are the clairvoyants of the Devil
representation of blindness and desolation
and the owl too beautiful to come out in day

and with your claws my soul climbs into heaven
you will hear some people say and when I'm dead
for jealous all the other birds you would hear it say

Maree Long
(c) Maree Long 2008
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FOOTNOTE: Owls have found to be in many nations a myth of superstition

http://www.creationontheweb.com/content/view/4708/