I
Feathers floating…
Falling…
II
Sharp talons scratching
At my thoughts
III
Feathers drifting down
Engulfing me
In a cloud of raven black
IV
My words are wings and claws
The color of the midnight sky
V
Feathers soft and sharp
Powerful and fragile
Dipped into my inkwell
Scratch, scratch, scratch
VI
My words are wings and claws
My thoughts are velvety feathers
As dark as the blue-black sky
VII
I am the Morrigan
Protector and stormy pathway
Shape-shifting Goddess
Of fate and death
VIII
I am the Morrigan
Traversing dimensions
Goddess of prophesy,
Night, magic, and revenge
IX
I carry souls
Within my inky wings
To be rebirthed
At my behest
X
Feathers drifting down
Plumose onyx
My thoughts are wings and claws
My words are the midnight sky
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The Morrigan — Shape-shifting Celtic Raven Goddess of War, Death, Fate, Night, Magic, Prophecy and Revenge.
Cheers to dVerse and our host Bjorn. We’re delving into cubism as a poetry form, where many small poems are written on the same object providing context as a whole.
Your words portray your emotions.
Definitely would be cathartic!
Some of these are so beautiful. Actually they are all beautiful. Some, like this, it’s painful to read. Hurts to feel what you’d have felt when writing. It is beautiful, too.
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❤️❤️🙏❤️❤️ I’m grateful for your presence.
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Going through some emails to try find some of what I wrote.
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I’m grateful I ‘met’ you
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Did you send me a link to your poetry? I thought I saw a link, but now I can’t find that comment. Maybe I imagined it. LOL
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I did. https://myrandomthoughtsspace.wordpress.com/
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I think the links go to spam.
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I’ve uploaded and backdated all the posts.
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More like, those I came across on my phone easily enough
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I copied out some that I found here https://myrandomthoughtsspace.wordpress.com/
Really once I’ve copied some I should go through my posts and journals and copy out more. Backdated them all to the right dates
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These are amazing verses.
Awesome is the form of Poetry.
I feel to try once writing like this.
Beautiful!👍👏👌
Shiva🎶
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Fantastic! There is a Gothic feel to this which very much captured my imagination.
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Thanks bunches beautiful! I’ve been in gothic mode. ❤️💕💜
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I can see. I love a good old gothic mode 😉
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Ditto!
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Dark, moody, apocalyptic in scope; you can see the blood dripping from the moontides ravished by the darkling waves of ravens…
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Wow! Thank you for the delicious comment! Blessings galore, MW 🌷
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I like the form with the subtle shifts and repeats. Beautiful. M.W.
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Thanks much my dear Diana. xo
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“I carry souls
Within my inky wings
To be rebirthed
At my behest”
… wow!
Your work is unique – so wonderfully expressed.
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Much love and oodles of appreciation to you! Thanks bunches for all your encouraging words on my writing. ❤️
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I delight in unlimited metaphor expanding from a single feather to the “midnight sky”
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Thank you Geo! Good to see you again!
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Ah, the Morrigan – female strength and anger. I like this fractured portrait.
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The Morrigan just showed up as I was writing and said “I’m HERE.” Thanks a bunch for reading and commenting Sarah.
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Love how feathers become a metaphor for words…and how you extend that metaphor to a bird’s scratching talons, and even to the Morrigan.
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Thanks so much Bryan! I appreciate your visit and feedback on the poem.
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Beautiful…
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Thank you for commenting sweetie. xo
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You’re welcome. 😊
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Fabulous.
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Thank you for reading and commenting. 🌹
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“My words are wings and claws” — YES. They can fly. They can scratch. They can hunt, and heal. Yes.
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Right on De!! *high five* Thanks ever so much for your connective comment. ❤️
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Beautifully haunting ❤️
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Thank you for reading and commenting Sanaa. xo
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Hi MWM – the deep words of your soul are magnified in truth – only known to those who have survived – who have wrestled with dark and light good and evil. YOU are a goddess of truth – as am I and so many here – I am humbly surrounded by the light of truth casting shadow and veil over darkness – together we protect our vulnerability and inspire our light to shine – thank you MotherWinterMoon, thank you…….
Love Gail
peace……
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Your thoughtful and deeply insightful words are always a blessing to me. Thank you ever so much for being in my world. Love you bunches! All things good to you wise and wonderful Gail. ❤️
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I like how the pace builds through the poem with drifting and fluttering feathers until there is a storm of black winging through the night. Glad you linked to this prompt.
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Thanks a bunch for your feedback Brian. I’m glad I managed to squeeze my tail feathers in at the tail end of this prompt. I’d like to try my hand at more cubism. 😊
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You certainly are.
A delightful poem
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Thanks for visiting Eddie. 😊
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oh wow. you are clearly inspired my dear. this is an intense poem!
Love these lines:
My mind is claws and feathers
My thoughts are velvety wings
As dark as the blue-black sky.
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Thanks bunches Rosey. Always good to see you. Love the feedback. ❤️
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awww. the feeling is mutual. ❤
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This is wonderful – the Raven is such a great image to fill your ink with.. I can tell that you were inspired writing
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Thanks a bunch Bjorn. Once I started writing it, the inspiration swept me up and I flew with it. 😊 How did you come up with the cubism idea? I’m always learning new things on dVerse.
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I actually read analysis of the poem by Wallace Stevens, and then I thought how the combination of simplification and perspectives would be very interesting to do… I did the one about Gertrude Stein and cubism before… but that was different… But reading poetry analysis helps me learn about the thought behind…
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I can’t wait to see what you come up with next! 👍👍
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Traversing dimensions
Goddess of prophesy,
Night, magic, and revenge
She seems to be chillingly powerful. One should not be caught on the wrong side of her vengeful wrath. Great lines M Wintermoon!
Hank
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Many thanks and much appreciation for reading and commenting Hank. Gotta stay on her good side! 🙂
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Traversing dimensions
Goddess of prophesy,
Night, magic, and revenge
She seems to be chillingly powerful. One should not be caught on the wrong side of her vengeful self. Great lines M Wintermoon!
Hank
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Vivid imagery you weave with words.
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Many thanks for your feedback and visit Jacqueline. ❤️
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My pleasure 🙂
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Absolutely stunning, phenomenal really!
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Thanks so much dear Dorna! ❤️
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🙂
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Lovely reflections on this with an ethereal, mysterious aura to it all.
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Thanks bunches Victoria! x
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I admire the weaving of the myth and the last one, summarizes it for me beautifully ~ I am happy to read that you enjoyed this challenge ~
My thoughts are wings and claws
My words are the midnight sky
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Thanks so much Grace. I greatly appreciate your visit and feedback on the poem. Always a pleasure to read the entries and take on the creative challenges of the prompts.
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