To Dance, To Play, To Run a Muck

Image from Nine Planets.

To Dance, To Play, To Run a Muck
By Muninn's Kiss

Moni, Moon, Luna, Lunatic,
Pulling on the tides.
Oceans move, blood moves,
Pulling on the tides.

Selene, Selenium, Diana, Butcher,
Pulling on our moods.
Werewolf, Pentheus, Wild, Mooncrazed,
Pulling on our moods.

Full Moon, shining bright,
The pull is very strong.
To dance, to play, to run a muck,
The pull is very strong.

Star of Evening, Star of Morning

Phosphorus and Hesperus 1881,
hanging in The De Morgan
Foundation in London.
Image from The Haunted Lamp blog.

Star of Evening, Star of Morning
By Muninn’s Kiss

Two twins born of the god of stars,
And the lady of the Dawn.
One is first, one is last,
But both of them are one.
Light-bringer and Night-bringer,
Morning and Evening.
Two brother courting,
The mother of all.

Eosphorus, Phosphorus,
Shining and winged.
Bringer of Dawn,
Bringer of Light.
Eos he calls, fair Aurora,
The first born does rise,
Fair Lucifer.

Hesperus, Hesper,
Vesperus, Vesper.
Great star of Death,
Bringer of Night.
Nyx goes before him,
Selene right behind.
The dark twin he is,
Cold Nocifer.

Lucifer and Nocifer,
Phosphorus and Vesper.
Both twins are courting,
The fair crescent moon.
Whichever does catch her,
Will make her with child.
The full moon will rise,
Pregnant and full.

May’s First Crescent

Priestess card in
The Alchemical Tarot

May’s First Crescent
By Muninn’s Kiss

A clouded sky, a shadowed night,
With springtime in the air.
Through the clouds, the crescent peeks,
A sliver in the sky.

Nimue’s seen, beneath the skirts,
Peeking out at us.
Slowly stepping, out to us,
From her Mother’s sacred skirts.

Selene’s crown, the priestess card,
A crown upon her head.
A crescent moon, just a peek,
Hanging in the sky.

Horns up turned, through the clouds,
Her light it lights them up.
A gentle glow, an eerie light,
Upon the darkened clouds.

The moon reborn, Celeste raised,
From the Dark Moon’s silent grave.
Luna grows, from new to full,
A sliver now we see.

Isis stands, before us now,
Rising with the moon.
A crescent moon, upon her brow,
The new born baby in her lap.

Spring has come, the fresh moon too,
New life comes to us.
Growing forth, from Winter’s grasp,
Like the crescent moon above.

I Turn

Image from A Charmed Life blog

I Turn
By Muninn's Kiss

Celeste, Selene, Luna.
Moonlight on water, wind across the waves,
Night’s sweet embrace.
I rise from the water,
Dripping, flowing, down my naked back.
Cold wind, I shiver, exposed but free.
Moonlight on water drops, my skin pale.
Peaceful night, silent, alone.
Not alone.
Eyes on me.
I turn.