Kiss of Darkness, Kiss of Light

Kiss of Darkness, Kiss of Light
By Muninn's Kiss
(2012-12-30)

Kiss of darkness, kiss of light,
Kiss of coldness, kiss of heat,
Kiss of dreaming, kiss of stars,
Kiss most innocent, at the heart.

Kiss of secrets, kiss of ways,
Kiss of lost things, kiss burned away,
Kiss so deep, kiss so bright,
Kiss most intimate, at my core.

Kiss of beginnings, kiss of all ways,
Kiss most storming, kiss of change,
Kiss to remember, kiss of Fate,
Kiss most knowing, all I know.

Kiss of dawn, red rimmed with pink,
Kiss of sunlight, as west meets east,
New beginnings, and magic spawned,
Kiss of awakening, by dawn's early light.

Kiss of noonday, of brightest light,
Kiss of sunlight, across the land,
At fulfillment, and solar heat,
Kiss of wakefulness, by noon's bright light.

Kiss of dusk, violet rimmed red,
Kiss of starlight, as the sun sets,
Time of fading, but secrets wake,
Kiss of changes, by dusk's last flame.

Kiss of midnight, of blackest night,
Kiss of moonlight, in heart of night,
Time for witching, and power strong,
Kiss of magic, by night's dark cloak.

Kiss of power, kiss of strength,
Kiss of secrets, kiss of lies,
Kiss of wisdom, kiss of truth,
Kiss me now, time between times.

The Hunter's Lamb

The Hunter's Lamb
A Poem of Samhain
By Muninn's Kiss

On a black altar on All Soul's Night,
The Wounded Serpent makes last call,
He will not go down without a fight,
But he knows not enough will be hid all,
He howls defiance to the coming night,
But the Gates are open, he can hear the call,
The Horned Child pauses, about to strike,
He wants this death, he wants this fight,
A raised high sword, like a lightning flash,
But he's still too slow for he missed the point,
A female figure all dressed in black,
A blood red veil, and a living knife,
With one fell slash, she takes a life,
Who was once her groom, now a sacrifice,
Blue blood runs from the Serpent's throat,
His time is down, it is time to rest,
And with a knife still wet and a heavy heart,
She takes the arm of the fair Horned Child,
She leads him off to be the light,
Through winter's darkness and the coldest night,
And the Serpent rests far beneath the Well,
A fitful slumber of dreams of spring,
He'll awake again, and swim the Well,
A groom once more to a fickle Bride,
But for now in darkness that is but a dream,
With the Horned Child the victor upon the throne,
Through winter's blanket and the barren land,
The Lord of Beasts and the Hunter's Lamb.

A Mortal Wound

A Mortal Wound

A Poem of the Autumn Equinox and Michaelmas
By Muninn's Kiss

The Horned Child rises ever strong,
Like a mighty angel with a sword of steel,
He ventures forth in search of prey,
Looking for a Serpent with feathered wings,
He finds him then, near end of life,
The Winged Serpent weak, while the Child is strong,
He stalks his prey desiring the kill,
He takes his time for the hour is nigh,
In the early snow, he finds the trail,
The autumn's chill soon slows the snake,
The Child approached, so full of faith,
Of how this will end, of what's at stake,
He raises his sword and makes the blow,
A mortal wound that can't be healed,
But the time is short, and has not come,
The Wounded Serpent does get away,
The Child was wrong, the death wasn't sure,
But he trudges one, still on the trail.

A Child of Blood

A Child of Blood

A Poem of Lugh's Day

By Muninn's Kiss

A child is born,

A child is given,

On the feast in fair Lugh's name.

A child of light,

A child of blood,

A Horned Child is given birth.

Well of the Womb,

Water and darkness,

Born into the bright light of day.

Shining fair,

A Hunter born,

Of starlight and mystic earth.

Hunter and hunted,

Herder and rancher,

An animal both wild and free.

Born for the sword,

Born for the bow,

Born to be the Winged Serpent's death.

A child is born,

A child is given,

On the feast in fair Lugh's name.

A child of light,

A child of blood,

A Horned Child is given birth.

The Falling Leaf Moon

The Falling Leaf Moon
By Muninn's Kiss (2012-12-15)

The leaves are falling to the ground,
As the heart above is sunward bound,
Fair Satevis the Red in sun's fair light,
As the great hunter begins his fight,
The leaves bright colour now fades to brown,
And fall from heaven to earth's dark mound,
Chilly breezes and first tongue of frost,
What we still see will soon be tossed,
And winter is coming will be the call,
As it will always be and is every Fall.

The Changing Moon

The Changing Moon

By Muninn's Kiss (2012-11-05)

The scales are tipping as the leaves change shade,

The scales are tipping in Autumn's rays,

The red and orange, the yellow, green,

Bright colours showing as the temperatures change,

Third moon of Autumn, third harvest moon,

Each leaf changing and calling forth,

Life hangs in the balance, the weighing scales,

As Autumn fades to Winter's gale.

The Sagebrush Moon

The Sagebrush Moon
By Muninn's Kiss (2012-09-04)

As the yarrow fades, and sagebrush blooms,
Across the rolling plains,

And the Yarrow Moon, is set and long gone,
The Sagebrush Moon has come,

And the timbre loud, of the koonj's call,
Echoes down from above,

The maiden so fair, with her golden hair,
Bright shining as the sun,

Golden ear of grain, that star burning bright,
Bright sage that fills the night,

The sagebrush which stands, upon the wide plains,
Guardian of the plains,

It perks up its head, shows a golden main,
It blooms across the plains,

As temperatures drop, and summertime falls,
And summer fades so fast,

And the Sagebrush Moon, with its middle blue,
Calls Autumn to the fore.

The Yarrow Moon

The Yarrow Moon
By Muninn's Kiss

Out of fire like a soaring phoenix,
The Yarrow Moon rises up to the sky,
Temperatures rising, still getting stronger, 
But soon will fade like all things do.

The seeds are forming, many blooms are gone,
But the yarrow reflects the light of dawn,
As grass turns golden then prairie brown,
And the buzz of bees is replaced by wings.

The second moon of Summer shines,
The little king, the lion's heart,
Summer star, two sets of twins,
Consuming lion that eats your heart.

As the Yarrow Moon begins to fade,
As the Fire Moon had led the way,
The heat begins to slowly drop,
As Summer fades and as moons change.

The Fire Moon

The Fire Moon
By Muninn's Kiss (2012-09-03)

The Fire Moon, rises in the East,
The solar tongue, the summer heat,
She spreads her wings and rises fast,
Her forked tongue, her fiery wrath.

The Flower Moon is gone and spent,
Her gentle form, her lithe white hand,
In her place a fire rages,
Burning trees and scorching heat.

Beneath two donkeys braying loudly,
Sending giants running and heroes calling,
Crab claws snapping and forked tongues hissing,
A fire burning the forests bright.

She spears her wings and rises fast,
Her forked tongue, her fiery wrath,
It burned so brightly but fades so fast,
And leaves us wanting like the Fire Moon

An Oath

An Oath

By Muninn's Kiss

I swear an oath by Wyoming wind,

By Wyoming Land and Wyoming Sky,

By rock and wood and barbed wire iron,

By sagebrush plains and lodge pole hills,

By hawk's strong wings and pronghorn hooves,

By wapiti antlers and bison horns,

By mule deer velvet and whitetail rears,

By spiders, squeeters, and hornet nests,

By river valleys and quartzite peaks,

By granite, jade, and golden sand,

By Wyoming Land and Wyoming Sky,

I swear an oath by Wyoming wind.

A Story Told

A Story Told

By Muninn's Kiss (2012-08-17)

A figure stands in red and black,

Before a black stone altar.

She does not move, does not act,

Does not so much as stir.

The deed's been done, the knife has dropped,

The thread is already cut.

A life is done, the story ends,

Her role has all been done.

A figure stands all in black,

Dark robes hide his face.

His bone white hands as cold as death,

Stretch forth to welcome home.

A book is open in one wraith hand,

Chained firmly to his wrist.

His wings outstretched as black as night,

As he reads the final words.

The knife is sheathed, the book is closed,

The cave quiet like the grave.

The traveler waits for she knows not what,

Before the Gates of Death.

A laughter comes from a blood red veil,

Joined from a pure black hood.

Skeletal hands reach out, pull wide,

The Gates that all must face.

Blinding light, brighter than the sun,

That blind the traveler.

Darkest dark, that can be felt,

Brings a chill to every bone.

First one step, and then another,

She walks toward the gap.

And slips on past to death's embrace,

Where Light and Darkness merge.

Endings

Endings

By Muninn's Kiss (2012-08-24)

For every beginning,

There is an end.

For every ending,

Things begin again.

A job begun will reach conclusion,

Each birth will lead to death.

Every up will soon come down,

Every drop will go up again,

Every laugh will lead to sorrow,

Every tear will lead to joy.

What is lost will soon be found,

What is found will soon be lost.

What is given will be taken,

What is taken will come again.

There's a time to build up,

There's a time to tear down.

There's a time to live,

There's a time to die.

A sword once broken,

Will be forged anew.

A clothe that's torn,

Will be woven true.

A heart that's broken,

Will find new love.

A job that's ended,

Will lead to more.

In each creation,

Destruction sleeps,

In each destruction,

Is a seed released.

For every beginning,

There is an end.

For every ending,

Things begin again.

Beneath a Bright Blue Moon I Sit

Beneath a Bright Blue Moon I Sit
By Muninn's Kiss (2012-09-01)

Beneath a bright blue moon I sit,
Upon the cold stone ground,
Bright white light from up above,
Two that now are as one,
Shining down she lights my world,
The stone and dirt and plants,
A single light that's burning bright,
That blots on out the stars.

Far below in a well of black,
Two lights shining bright,
Two lights dance in darkest night,
Beneath the cold cold ground,
Shining up they meet her light,
These Twins that dance and play,
What's one above is two below,
And ever more shall be.

In between on solid ground,
I sit and watch the light,
The two below the one above,
That lights the darkest night,
The two they dance beneath the ground,
The serpent in the well,
The one looks down at sleeping earth,
Her belly full with them.