"kachina" poems - Hello Poetry

Forty days and Forty nights Kachina dolls danced pounding deer skin drums rattling snake gourds whistling circles of flustered chicken feathers and totem poles around the drooping firmament here and there wisps of sunken chested, shrunken breasted castrated clouds dragging their empty rain barrels could be seen straggling across heat infested waves at times I swear I could hear the wind cussing through dry crackling branches Pine wearing wide brimmed straw hats squabbling with over bleached blond Palms How we languished and thirsted for the dulcet, pure, pellucid taste of Your crystal kisses lavender squeaky clean smell of rain-bells oh! to feel those torrents gushing down our upturned faces, slicked back hair, engulfing our flowering ***** drenching us to the bone then this morning we heard an unfamiliar sound fairy feet tap-dancing on rooftops excited I ran outside crowing the Gayatri mantra flapping prema pink wings waddling like a duck in slap happy puddles Yes, Dear God a grateful, thankful swan, gossamer reflection glistening fervently up at You from diaphanous depths inexhaustible wellspring diamond spa of Your Love Hari Om Visit my author's page: https://www.facebook.com/sairapture amazon.com/author/sonyatomlinson and my website: sairapture.com

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Oct 31, 2013

Oct 31, 2013 at 8:47 AM UTC

sonya-ki-tomlinson

Raindance

Forty days and Forty nights Kachina dolls danced pounding deer skin drums rattling snake gourds whistling circles of flustered chicken feathers and totem poles around the drooping firmament here and there wisps of sunken chested, shrunken breasted castrated clouds dragging their empty rain barrels could be seen straggling across heat infested waves at times I swear I could hear the wind cussing through dry crackling branches Pine wearing wide brimmed straw hats squabbling with over bleached blond Palms How we languished and thirsted for the dulcet, pure, pellucid taste of Your crystal kisses lavender squeaky clean smell of rain-bells oh! to feel those torrents gushing down our upturned faces, slicked back hair, engulfing our flowering ***** drenching us to the bone then this morning we heard an unfamiliar sound fairy feet tap-dancing on rooftops excited I ran outside crowing the Gayatri mantra flapping prema pink wings waddling like a duck in slap happy puddles Yes, Dear God a grateful, thankful swan, gossamer reflection glistening fervently up at You from diaphanous depths inexhaustible wellspring diamond spa of Your Love Hari Om Visit my author's page: https://www.facebook.com/sairapture amazon.com/author/sonyatomlinson and my website: sairapture.com

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*Found on the date of nine – two – three – two – oh – one – seven - Barely more than one month after the grand eclipse of heaven The revised twelve stars of Leo crown the head of the ****** In her land of milk and honey, her labors merge in. Jupiter encircles the womb while within the Holiest of gastronomes. Mercury, Mars and Venus conjoined with Leo’s nine making the dozen. Seventy-five days prior the New City’s Trumpet has merged with Put In Calling for Levant’s retribution which will divide ancient Ebian within. The Virgin’s head newly crowned with the temporal twelve stars of Leo, At her feet quiver the sun and moon awaiting the arrival of Palladio. She being with child cries in the pain to deliver. The earth quickens the mystery in perfected position, as both quiver. Nine months prior the consummation completed by NATO’s resolution Casting out the promised land – this is real – this is not the imagination. Jubilee last appeared on the eave of the six day war Marked by half centuries, Jubilee returns this year once more. The revelations of tribulation are set by a single star that does always appear Every two thousand years and four thousand years ago it founded Israel. Two thousand years ago this same star led the three kings to the king of all kings. This star is visible for two years and appeared in September two thousand and fifteen. And yet another sign appears in the heavens: behold a great fiery Red Kachina Having seven followers and ten outcasts with seven headbands in the arena. The Red Kachina drawing in a third of the stars, hurling them toward the earth. This Kachina standing at the Virgin’s feet waiting for her to give up the birth. The Red Kacina’s vile evilness waiting to consume Jupiter’s birth failing To devour the newborn who is to lead all nations with a rod of iron. But the child remains in the heavens with it’s mother to feed grazed By the Red Kachina for one thousand two hundred and twenty six days.*

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Jul 11, 2017

Jul 11, 2017 at 12:09 PM UTC

willy-shakysphere

Quatrain I.II – The Heavens Align

*Found on the date of nine – two – three – two – oh – one – seven - Barely more than one month after the grand eclipse of heaven The revised twelve stars of Leo crown the head of the ****** In her land of milk and honey, her labors merge in. Jupiter encircles the womb while within the Holiest of gastronomes. Mercury, Mars and Venus conjoined with Leo’s nine making the dozen. Seventy-five days prior the New City’s Trumpet has merged with Put In Calling for Levant’s retribution which will divide ancient Ebian within. The Virgin’s head newly crowned with the temporal twelve stars of Leo, At her feet quiver the sun and moon awaiting the arrival of Palladio. She being with child cries in the pain to deliver. The earth quickens the mystery in perfected position, as both quiver. Nine months prior the consummation completed by NATO’s resolution Casting out the promised land – this is real – this is not the imagination. Jubilee last appeared on the eave of the six day war Marked by half centuries, Jubilee returns this year once more. The revelations of tribulation are set by a single star that does always appear Every two thousand years and four thousand years ago it founded Israel. Two thousand years ago this same star led the three kings to the king of all kings. This star is visible for two years and appeared in September two thousand and fifteen. And yet another sign appears in the heavens: behold a great fiery Red Kachina Having seven followers and ten outcasts with seven headbands in the arena. The Red Kachina drawing in a third of the stars, hurling them toward the earth. This Kachina standing at the Virgin’s feet waiting for her to give up the birth. The Red Kacina’s vile evilness waiting to consume Jupiter’s birth failing To devour the newborn who is to lead all nations with a rod of iron. But the child remains in the heavens with it’s mother to feed grazed By the Red Kachina for one thousand two hundred and twenty six days.*

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Sometimes someone comes along and sees.. I sit on boulders and they share visions... I see for miles a light scape made of Terra's dream So blown apart I am the indigenous spirit Who sat here with me, decades ago seeing what You migrate through As maps becomes topographical Multidimensional mind in me. A Hopi Kachina offers a gift I am too blind But would have accepted Give-away. In stone breath I hunt, but can't **** As there is No end to the soul of oneness. In futility I slay the part where you left me off As I press the air, water, your earth, the void Seeking freedom again Bloodletting the story of heart myths That is fire To find what is true. I told you, you don’t know me, As I am, Unknowable as separation. Desperation pulls a A trigger by the enemy, That is The same fleshy bone matter Diseased or living, You are made Of no coming or going, in the doorway is pure awareness, And we all walk through The same dream the same no thing Since I am this beam, Welcome home. With blankets as wings they fly from this Jagged dust torn cliff as I stand here now and the elder knows I am her, and told you a sacred story. Take your chance wanderer I have Been here all along. You are nowhere With me In this Tribal dance... Hell has no chance over my Offerings When this world Is left, Be with me Kachina Wind-walker Rainbow Warrior So I don’t have to go on alone in Oneness no way can you Let me go. Robyn Keefover 4/24/2013

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Sep 24, 2015

Sep 24, 2015 at 4:56 PM UTC

robynf6

Kachina's Cliff

Sometimes someone comes along and sees.. I sit on boulders and they share visions... I see for miles a light scape made of Terra's dream So blown apart I am the indigenous spirit Who sat here with me, decades ago seeing what You migrate through As maps becomes topographical Multidimensional mind in me. A Hopi Kachina offers a gift I am too blind But would have accepted Give-away. In stone breath I hunt, but can't **** As there is No end to the soul of oneness. In futility I slay the part where you left me off As I press the air, water, your earth, the void Seeking freedom again Bloodletting the story of heart myths That is fire To find what is true. I told you, you don’t know me, As I am, Unknowable as separation. Desperation pulls a A trigger by the enemy, That is The same fleshy bone matter Diseased or living, You are made Of no coming or going, in the doorway is pure awareness, And we all walk through The same dream the same no thing Since I am this beam, Welcome home. With blankets as wings they fly from this Jagged dust torn cliff as I stand here now and the elder knows I am her, and told you a sacred story. Take your chance wanderer I have Been here all along. You are nowhere With me In this Tribal dance... Hell has no chance over my Offerings When this world Is left, Be with me Kachina Wind-walker Rainbow Warrior So I don’t have to go on alone in Oneness no way can you Let me go. Robyn Keefover 4/24/2013

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