when first I heard "Pussywillows, Cat-tails" by Gordon Lightfoot
I was taken from this place and transported back to the Summer of the Witch.
It was the fall when I was dating Phoenix the witchy-woman
and lived closer to the earth
between the ground and the Goddess
and we went to a Medieval Fayre as the leaves began to turn gold
and we strolled in the electric blue of the afternoon
sunbright but not hot
We walked barefoot and came upon another witchy-woman
selling magic items and I bought a blue crystal sphere from her
carged with her energy; I could feel it vibrate in my hands
We walked, we were amongst like kind, we stared into each other's eyes
there in the woods we felt Home in a way I'd not felt in years.
It all came back when I heard Gordon's dulcet tones
and I wished I could go back for the afternoon to that place
just one more time.
1 comment:
i like this post (andnall manner of witchy and pagan people for that matter ) and the fact that you and your wife are connected between blogs.
pussy willow cat tails... I like gordon lightfoot, good Canadian singer.
thanks for visiting my art blog, NINA
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