I feel as if I am back to poetry etude land today. I slept for twelve hours, right round the clock, with only one little interval breaking into the all those REM cycles. But not waking early has addled me some. But I suppose I needed the rest.
So bears have been in mind. Partly because it cropped up as a image on a friend’s Facebook page (Angel Dance Transcendance Arts). But also, partly because bear is one of the lesser known animal totems for the goddess Brighid (as opposed to St. Brigid). In the run up to Imbolc in January, I plop my Brigid Bear onto my altar to honour that ancient association.
The model for today’s featured image is the creation of Anke Morganroth’s Bear Essentials https://www.bearessentials.ie/ She is a limited edition Cuilcagh Bear, Cuilcagh being the mountain that dominates the West Cavan horizon.
But in terms of the Poetry Daily, I settled on some word play today. There are elevenies and octets. So I decided to write six lines of six syllables each on bear.
We place terrible strength
into a toddler's arms.
Now into each night's sleep,
its sweet, plush fur embraced,
there the young soul to keep.
Watch, bear! Your charm life's length.
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If you are interested in exploring more about the myth and spiritual presence of the goddess Brighid and St. Brigid, there is my Kindle book of poems “Brigid’s Way: Reflections on the Celtic Divine Feminine” on sale on Amazon.