Time Tales: Virgo, The Virgin Mother
by Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen — Read all 1,670 poems by Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
Friday, March 25, 2005
Bless me, Mother, for I have sinned. Virgo-Church, craft
A Mother Ship for seas of doctrined birth,
Unspoiled by tattered breach of torpedo draft,
Worded without contemporary worth.
Hold me, Mother, I sense the windy whales
Seeking retrieval of religious bream;
Avowals of virginity, betrayals,
Inexperience, flailed, with murdered dreams.
Relationships have changed… Woman!
Parthenogenesis, birthed androgynous…
No Father near for Virgin’s tidal span.
Invertebrate created. All of Us.
Virtue, with virgin birth, missioned, placed on
Mother Earth, dare to care – heed new day's dawn!
Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
© Copyright 3/25/05
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Deep, very deep; your poetic uniqueness is superlative!!
Best wishes,
Robert
D a n a ;o)
This composition is one to be studied and considered as a key to open the esoteric doors of the seven chambers of darkness to reach the passage way to Light and true living without the TRANCE of hypnotic imposition by the slave masters of the so called modern times, (The last twenty-four centuries.)and most of all to understand the difference of Mammon-Money and productive richness.
From this first reading I have gathered this thought:
- "The mystic, history, or theodicy can't comment on embriology,
to show in Bethlehem or Judea any new born of " Virgo " or any Mary."
It is a challenge always to read profound poetic-philosophical composition of the excellence of
"Time Tales: Virgo, The Virgin Mother".
I salute You, Sublime Poet!
Healthy Creative Springtime.
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU