Welcome the Fall/ Witches' New Year

Category: Recycled Poetry

Journals:  VOICE and Kavi's Book of Stars

Dates:  10-16-2012 and 10-31-2013

Welcome the Fall

(2012)

Mother Nature shows us the most majestic ways of death.

There’s no flood of tears to blur the beauty of the release…

Only a graceful letting go of dried up dreams in warmer colors.

There’s no painful screams to drown out the presence of the Fall…

Only whispers of wind to carry life scuffling along with new meaning.

She watches us too…in all our stubborn refusal of becoming.

Are we as frustrating as we feel, or does She share a similar awe?

Perhaps, in our Mother’s eyes, we are goldening in a fiery display...

Giving birth to new life in the midst of our own dying Autumn.

We stand our ground in the cold that surrounds us, warming what waits within.

We are aging together, side by side, like old friends.

She in her glory and we in our agony, reflections of each other.

We learn from each other our own catharsis, our own liberation,

And we let the old self go--in our own understanding of change…

Turning in season, we honor the harvest and welcome the Fall.

Witches' New Year

(2013)

The fire flush of Autumn

that signals Summer’s End

sets her affairs in order

to join her icy friend.

The Winter Witch is stirring,

As if a cauldron brews

The coldest winds awaiting,

and she transforms anew.

The flames of fall to ashes

In bonfires after dusk,

And bones are chilled to rattling

While drums beat dust to dust.

Ancestors, can you hear it?

The Dark Moon calls you here

Amongst the grateful living

For death is not to fear.

The sounds resound to tribute

The mortal song of all.

Whether in flesh or spirit,

We celebrate the Fall.

And as we gather warmly,

Remembering the past,

We gaze ahead in starlight

At what may come to pass.

The time shall turn to no time;

Two months of inward quest.

For slowing pace we’re thankful;

For friends and family, blessed.

So shall the feasts of Winter,

In joyful gatherings,

Be fortunate and fruitful

To deliver us to Spring.

Disguises guide our loved ones

Between the veil that thins.

Whether in flesh or spirit,

We celebrate Samhain.