Friday Poetry ~ After The Rain


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The clouds are gone
The sky is blue
The light shines
Its dusty hue
The ground shimmers
Its aura wet
Drops of rain
Not dried up yet
But colors deepen
Air fresh again
A world cleansed
After the rain

by MarDrag


Rain 3Photo Credit:

Found on Google Images

Friday Poetry ~ Chains



Dear Self

Oh dear
Dear self
What chains have I wrapped ‘round thee
Bound thee from thy freedom
Holding thee
Lamenting thy true nature
As I stutter and stumble
For the causing of those chains
In rapt attention to their lot
In feverish passion to unravel their mystery
Near forgetting the freedom
Kept within
Haplessly leaving thee bound

by MarDrag

girl with raised hands and broken chains

Friday Poetry ~ The Sword



I have several lovely swords I have gathered over the years. But the first one I acquired is my favorite. I found it in a movie prop shop when I worked for a major studio many years ago. It was one of many that I looked at…but it was the one that called to me, and I was compelled to bring it home. And, of course, it was the only one that was broken. As was I too at the time, and so it was kismet. I asked the sword keeper to repair it, and discovered what the symbols engraved on the hilt meant. Yes, this was the piece for me, and I felt we had had many adventures together. When I got it home, this poem came to me, as I imagined our meeting in another realm, at another time, in a land far, far away…

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The Sword

There is a sword
That lay atop the hill
Seeming forgotten
Or cast aside
With no scabbard to clothe it
The sword lay bare
Shards of steel and splinters
Lay about
What tales it could tell, I pondered
As I looked upon it

Oh weary burdened sword
What battles have you seen
How came you
To be so abandoned
To this lonely field

But…What Ho!
I shall take you up
And clean and polish
Until you gleam
And fashion a scabbard
With symbols and colors of strength
With my own hands
To clothe you in the Power
You once did wield

And then
Shall I sling you across my back
And together we shall forge
The path ahead
Two wearied souls come together
Two warriors made whole
Once more

Friday Poetry ~ Come The Dragons …Continued


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Last month I posted the first installment of this long poem/story titled, “Come The Dragons”. Here is the second installment. If you missed the first one, you can read that here:

I hope you enjoy the story. Blessings…and have a lovely Friday!


His mighty wings flapped
Power surged through the air
It crackled and thundered
As he turned toward his lair
They’d had to wait
Hiding close in the dark
For certain events
And Magic to spark
But now time had come
To reclaim their home
To recover their land
To right a wrong
Land that was taken
Lives that were lost
No one foresaw
How great the cost
Dragons and men
Warriors and steel
The flow of blood
Made them all reel
These memories did swirl
As he pumped through the air
He would sound the call
From the soul of his lair
The wheel does turn
He felt the shift
The changes occurred
And brought with them a gift
Himself, he was certain
No doubt or fear
For the path ahead
Was now crystal clear
He knew they would come
From far and wide
They would gather again
To fight side by side
The Champion would come
The Maiden would too
The Power of Light
Would render them new
With forces combined
The Magic would grow
And the honey of Life
Would once again flow…

…To Be Continued

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Friday Poetry ~ Rebirth


I wrote this piece long years ago when I first embarked on my Spiritual Path, when I found it, and it found me. It was such a turning point in my life…and I lovingly share the words that flowed as that turn took place. I hope you enjoy them. Love & Blessings to you all!

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I want to be reborn

From the moist fragrant soul of the earth

To be baptized in the blue waters of the ocean

And warmed by the fingers

Of the golden light of the sun

To put myself in the hands of nature

And be delivered anew

I want to sink

Into the dewy womb of the earth

And feel her arms of soil wrap round me

I seek the roots

Of the Tree of Life

So that I may grow strong and wise

From his limbs

I wish to be washed clean

By sweet pouring rain drops

Then dried by soft meadow winds

And as the Light of Spirit

Warms my trembling Soul

I shall burst forth

As a flowering bud

And be reborn

“Friday Mornings” ~ A Poem


Happy Friday! With the start of a new year, new desires, and new goals to start fresh with…I have come to a place in my journey where I am attempting to crawl out of my comfort zone of shyness with sharing a little bit more of my personal self on the blog. One way to do that is to share my poetry and stories. I am a Storyteller, to be sure, and I love it. I tell you readers a story every day about life. But, I am going to start sharing other stories too. I have posted a couple of poems before, and was asked about more. So, once or twice a month, I will use Friday as “sharing day”, and post something I have written from my countless notebooks of pages over the years. It is my intention too, to be published soon, so I had better get used to people reading my stuff, eh?

Anyway, I hope you enjoy these scribblings from this errant writer. Be gentle. And may you find something that speaks to your Soul. Here is a poem I wrote many years ago…but is timeless. Have a great day! Blessings!

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Friday Mornings

I want to eat chocolate covered strawberries

At 9:00am

On a Friday morning

With you

Whipped cream dripping

From your lips

Full and red

From kissing

I want to bathe

In the heat of your gaze

Swim in the depths of your eyes

Soft cries

Escape me

Wrapped in the velvet spread

Of your touch

Never enough

Too good for work today

Happy Friday



I couldn’t resist posting this little tidbit of humor this morning…and hope it starts your Friday with a chuckle. Life these days can be complicated and stressful and we can often feel like we are losing our Sanity…or it has run off just when we need it. My wish for you today is that you find your Sanity intact and at its optimum capacity.

If that is not the case, however, and you “have a runner”…then go to the Heart…and let Love take over and guide your day. Wrap yourself in a cloak of Self-Love and let it shine on others. Love outweighs Sanity any day!


And…with that Love…you can make Magic happen wherever you go.

Let Love and Magic dazzle your day!

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A Gentle Friday Message


[UPDATE!] In view of what I just now see is happening in Boston, it is more important than ever to channel our energy toward calm…and to stay as centered and balanced as possible. It is difficult not to be angry and upset…but there is enough of that energy out there. Try not to add to that energy…instead…draw on the well of Love, Light and Calm energy that we all have deep within our core and send that out there to blanket Boston and all of us. We will make it through this!! I send so much Love & Light to All of you!


It has been a long tough week. There has been so much happening and we all may be feeling tense, raw and tired. So…while we are all doing what we can to help the energy, support those who are in need, send out our stream of Light to combat the dark forces…all while taking care of our families, loved ones and ourselves…I wanted to end the week on this blog with A Gentle Message. We need it. We need to take a breath, and a moment of Gentle Kindness for ourselves and those around us. Here are a few images and quotes to help us do just that:

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Be Gentle 2

Be Gentle 5

Be Gentle 4

Going into the weekend, remember that you are a Magnificent Being and just by taking care of yourself and Shining Your Light, you make the world a better place. It is hard when many suffer…but do something gentle for yourself this weekend so you can continue to be there for others…and so that your Light will be replenished, ready to shine more brilliantly…because the world needs it now more than ever.

Blessings and Love To You All!!