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psyche triskeli
Contributed by
alicewhite
on
Friday, 26th July 2013 @ 08:19:27 PM in AEST
Topic:
ChristianPoetry
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i saw a white rabbit
and i saw 111
triple numbers
trinity
triple goddess
lonely
missing my daughter
when i could first speak
snakelike voice
whisphered
comforted me,
skeli i called him
triskelion and i eye
and me,
your majesty
your highness
by your side i stay
tho you dont remember
your mission
your plan,
skeli i see
and i dont understand
how i see tomorrows
in the here in and the now,
three times and triples
tri skeli how i try,
run run run hare
three times legs
white rabbit
white rabbit
white rabbit
not knowing yet
what your showing
white spectrum
colour principle
rainbow
wisdom sacred science knowledge
white queen egg hatch
hatchling egg forage
bard, poet, sing, octave
prediction,
knoweth
lug dagda ogme
principle one
pantheon
irish
daughter
goddess
god
dog son
triangle triad triple
tri goddess white
goddess alice
white rabbit
triple hare,
tri skeli
5th rank
white queen
chat
room
babble
bespectacled
sheep
shop
dream,
triskeli
111 battle
off with head
red king queen.
merrily merrily merrily merrily
life is but a dream.
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alicewhite
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2013-07-26 20:19:27] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: psyche triskeli
(User Rating: 1 ) by ladyfawn on
Saturday, 5th July 2014 @ 11:20:32 PM AEST (User
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great images, a bit deep for me, but its a cool poem, i
loved the bespectacled sheep heh,
hugs n' love nessa |
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Re: psyche triskeli
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Wednesday, 11th November 2020 @ 08:35:04 AM AEST (User
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Ooooooooooh. I remember this one. I/'/m going through this timeline of your poems because I stumbled upon a memory. One thing led to another and there I was. 2013. Surgeries. Blah. I missed a lot and apparently the pain pills they gave me must have knocked me out because this poem needs much more attention.
Anywho, this poem is such an adventure and I need to read it again, thank you.
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