Feral Druidry

Feral Druidry


 


Sunset


Feral Druid


Stark naked chanting


Feathers dark in hair


Howling.


 


Songs


Of bone


Blood, moon, ancestors


Dancing to wild rhythms


Shamanic.


 


Rapture


Rain soaked


Mud encrusts skin


Living in the moment


Ecstatic.


 


But


Unlikely to


Be invited again


To great uncle Ted’s


Barbeque.


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Published on December 28, 2015 03:30
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