The Great Descent Towards Samhain — Bealtaine Cottage, Ireland (Reblog)

Enjoy the following audio file… A reading from my latest book, “Walking Between Worlds”… Link to the Bealtaine Cottage Bookstore: https://bealtainecottage.com/bealtaine-cottage-bookstore/ Bealtaine Cottage books are available only from this website. The days of long shadows are with us once more. Evening descends more quickly, as the light disappears into the western skies. We have passed […]

The Great Descent Towards Samhain — Bealtaine Cottage, Ireland

*Samhain festival

Poem: Red Dress (Distant Thunder)

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Got me in a fix again, I see
a white rider in the sky.
Mesa mountain and inselberg draw me
where no avatar can lie.

I got a seat on a wagon train for free,
hazel eyes stare back in fright.
Overhead the milky way guides me,
sacred spirit of the night.

By the dirt house, all in patient pose;
a prairie wind blows her dress.
Devil sun and skull of buffalo,
red is grey where none confess.

Harvest in, piece of grass in my lips,
shadow birds cross amber sky.
She’s here – drops the dress to her hips –
the nest of red where we’ll lie

copyright Francis Barker 2019