Devotionals

You, Odin

The wise and the strong

You destroy me and remake me

A Colossus

Firm footed and large

I stand at my destiny and accept my path

Resigned

I flee from you no more

I am yours

And the fear I bring now is one of ecstasy, love and devotion

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Devotionals

In all the current chaos we pagans must not let our devotional practices suffer.   We give praise to our Gods in various ways, I write poetry and song, muse on the traits of the Wise Ones…..may a grain of such wisdom be imparted on me.  I was going through many various google docs and came across some poetry I am pleased with.  I may be sharing some over the coming days.  We need our Gods presence in the world.  We need an alternative to the current order.  We need a better way.

One for Odin

Old man

The one who whispers

With bold tenderness into a woman’s heart

Who finds you laid bare

Skin and bones

And applies the healing balm

Knowledge and fury

Breath and calm

Loving  life with newfound might

A determination  never known

He waits for you on the mountaintop

The Wanderer

The rune master

Sit beside him and hear his words

Let his breath fill your spirit

Let your souls be cleansed and bared.

This is it Rome has started to burn

Time to resist

Seems the chump monkey

Has done  every goddamn nightmare scenario

How many times were you fucking trumpkins

Warned from the get go

One big D.C. Groupfuck

All that woman hating honky cock

Half the senate bowing down

Selling out American pride

Bend down Senator and open wide

For a taste of prezzie cock

Pump it harder  your two yes boys can’t get enough

while they sell the rest of us out

Pump and swallow Mitch McConnell

Pump and swallow Paul Ryan

You’re only good for cocksucking and lying

Traitors one and all

Fuck every goddamn one
Impeach the baboon and then what we got?

Commander Pence left to play god

White Isis

Or maybe that’s what the fascists wanted all along

Let the baboon play awhile until they take charge

Now what

Now what

I ask and implore

To all those Americans who checked this chumps coat at the door

Who believed in an ugly America

A filthy America 

A place of wealth ruled by scum

What now traitors?

You’re just as fucking guilty

Every

Last

One

When America Died

Today America died

Got a big come shot in the eye

And ringling brothers may have left town

But I think they forgot their best clown

And he’s taken the Oval Office seat. 

Is this the big whimper Eliot warned us of?

And who knew that a common clown with enough fast cash
Could get a trophy wife 

And sell his snake oil throughout our land

And what of this joke

Marionette pulled by unknown strings

Perhaps he’s the Fool

And the real enemies are those who gave the loudest cheers

Your neighbors, your pastor, family members and those you counted as friends. 

What does his victory say about them? 

Which one to trust?

Which one hates the Muslims?

Or those goddamned fags?

Which one says black lives don’t matter

Which ones say this is a CHRISTIAN NATION?

Who, pray tell, is to blame?

Who, pray tell, is the real enemy? 

The Day Trump lost it over CNN.

Fake news 
That’s the least of our worries

Instead we have a fake man

Masquerading as a human being

A mechanical man child

Malfunctioning on live t.v.
For the children of America: little ones I am sorry

For the children of the world: I begin to weep, for surely your lives will be destroyed

Because of the actions of this 

Rotten thing

That has wedged itself into America’s teeth

We are a lost cause

SOS and in distress
So I implore the straw man

This FAKE thing

Masquering as a man

Do us a favor and disconnect yourself

There’s at least some honor in that.