Ageing

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Shrunken woman
Crooked with age
Wise sage
Who walks the ways
Within I fear to tread
You read the stars
Set in my head
My eyes you open
See through dark
My living losses
Linger stark you know
The parting
Of my thighs
My kernelled heart
You open wide
Hear pitch of sorrows
Note in sighs
Of things I never
Got to do
Before you beckoned
You who drew
To places that I quake
To go
You know and yet
You show
That I must walk
As you and only
You be true
To me
My destiny
To be is this
A crone
An ultimate and lone
Old woman
I come home

©K Barr

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Bloody Blue Moon

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Tonight, is the night
Of this bloody blue
Moon light rite
So bright she shines
In rings red
Her rolling tides
Of menses ready
Ripe her raining
Drops boons
Of notes celestial
Tunes from wombs
Secret room
Blessings bleed
Loving runes
Fall
Caressing One
Assumes
And One
Therefore
Attunes with All

©K Barr

Uni-Verse

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The
One poem
Unites us all
The
Only song
Of old and new
Creations muse
In music strums
The rhythm of the
Heartbeat drums
The World
In rhythm singing rings
Within your longings
Dreams are wings
You fly within your heart
You feel
The whole of soul
The all and Knowing
Ever flowing
Underlying overriding
All surrounding
You astounding
In abiding
Just confiding
Eyes are blinding
See beyond what seems…
©K Barr

Oppression and Resistance

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In fields of Asphodel
They lay
The slaughtered
Daughters
Dead
Their stay
In underworlds of dark
Dismay
Yet can they rise again
We ask
To bask in sun
Redeem the past
May they live
To conquer death?
Is hope dispelled
Devoid of breath
For always
Life can not
No never stop
Life will grow
Where once could not

©K Barr

 

To Touch

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Touch that gives
Touch that takes
Touch that makes
And touch that fakes
Touch from hate
Or touch to wake
Touch is such
A bit too much
Complexity that
Longs to speak
Touch withheld
Stays out of reach
Touch too much
Or not enough
Touch for love
Or touch for luck
Touch for like
And touch to fuck
Touch from need
To do your deed
Touch to seed
Or grab in greed
In touch believe
The heart reveals
What it conceives
Then what it deals!

©K Barr

Lilith said:

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We all make mistakes, and marrying Adam was one of mine. So young and impulsive at the time, however all I can say is I learned from the experience and have moved on. In fact, a long way on….
I was the first wife, long before Eve came on the scene and had to come down from my mighty palace and fine background to get tangled up with him in the first place.
I was more than his equal in every sense, but he didn’t think so. This became glaringly apparent after I woke from the brief honeymoon period that had clearly clouded my judgement.
Was I glad to get out of that poky little hovel he called Eden and back to the wilds with my freedom and dignity intact? You bet your sweet life I was. He forgot that my lineage goes way way back, before he was even conceived of. He was from mud alright and I am from the stars and moon, the sun and also his tiny earth. What’s more, the desire too in the very hearts of little beings like him is attributed to me. Be warned, I will never let myself be taken for granted.
One other thing I want to clear up…he and his kind say my voice is like a screech owl…Well, to put the record straight, it certainly is not like a screech owl. It is the very screech owl itself, for I always come in the night, at the back of their dreams, winging it in their fears and dreads.
Oh, I have been so misunderstood. They say I steal babies, well I do not steal babies, I simply rescue them whilst their young souls retain the ability to love and laugh. This is to defend those very baby souls from being corrupted and further wounded by the Adamsis stupidity and selfishness, to say nothing of the violations they inflict behind closed doors…ooh! It makes my cold blood boil and dark eyes blaze with justified rage.
You see, I just cannot sit by and let the Adamsis get away with it. So there…that part is true. I wrap the fragile soul babies carefully up in my dark wings all nestled safe and secrete them away to a very beautiful and secure place where they can no longer be harmed. The baby souls stay there, quite content until their walking talking human selves can be strong enough to retrieve them when they wish to regain the ability to live fully alive and love…and that, makes the risks I take and bad press I get even more worthwhile.
So, if you ever hear the whisper of my wings or feel the breeze of my breath in passing just remember it is me just going about my self-appointed work as usual. SCREEEEEECH!©K Barr

 

Said Eve:

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“the problem with Adam was that he was so boring, never wanting to stray beyond the confines of the garden. I mean, he was just content to wander around purposeless, thinking he was important by giving creatures names and getting messages from something he called God…and he Adam reckoned himself to be the mini version.  If you ask me, it was just Adams way of trying to control me and pumping up his own ego at the same time.

Understandably it got on my nerves. I could not be content with this, such a safe, cloying existence. I needed a challenge and as for the apple, well I told him straight, I looked him in the eye and said, “don’t you dare tell me what I can and cannot eat” “I will eat whatever I want, when I want and in any way I want, so there, that was that.

Oh, and by the way, there was no serpent…that was just another story he made up to explain to himself why little old me, who was supposed to be made from his rib broke the rules. From his rib? As if…don’t make me laugh!… and yes, he was that possessive.

According to him I was meant to be as obedient and tamed as he was. Not a chance, and as for being banned from Eden, let me tell you loud and clear, I walked. For after all had been said and done, I’d certainly had enough and was ready to welcome new horizons with open arms.
©K Barr