Night Owl

"The Silent Hunter" by Graham Eaton

 In the darkest spaces of night
there flies a silent hunter
moving unnoticed between
the worlds, seeking the
mystic dreamers

beyond the veil of mystery
carrying spiritual messages
to the shamans who will listen

guardian of the night
seeing the road clearly
soaring past the shadowy
trees of winter's bareness
there lies a route to change

 universal shift with the
stars and moon, use your
internal lantern to lead
the way forward in the
journey to tomorrow

see past the perceived
illusions of indistinctness
trust your intuition to fly
you into the deepest places
of your dreamwork

written for The Sunday Muse
hosted by Carrie -who keeps
our muses entertained

Thank you for visiting

sharing with earthweal

Owl Be Watching

Courtesy of The Sunday Muse

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Into my dreams, the esoteric mystic flew
past the phantasmal veil there are clues
harbinger of warning in the web of night
guard your back on an uncharted flight
use caution in journeys to places of the heart

came the screeching HOO HOO Hoot, of an owl

There is vulnerability that can tear it apart
seeking the tree of deeper-rooted wisdom
use intuition see through the crystal prism
beyond the harbor, into the morning light
there's a lyrical song of love, yet to write

came the screeching HOO HOO Hoot, of an owl

linking with the The Sunday Muse

sharing with the folks at  earthweal

Thank you for visiting

The Golden Owl Flies

wikipedia

 Moonlight creeps across fallen snow
she dreams of lands that no one knows
thousands of archers guard the sky
here the golden owl nightly flies

beyond the veil sturdy pines grow
tonight the journey long and slow
seeking inner peace her heart sighs
here the golden owl nightly flies

through the darkness eyes reflecting
mind, soul and body connecting
mysteries of the night arise

here the golden owl nightly flies

moonlight creeps across fallen snow
here the golden owl nightly flies

sharing with dVerse

authors note: As dVerse goes on

break I wish you happy

moments of reflection.  

Happy Holidays
&
Merry Christmas


I missed the prompt on repetition 
I offer you this a snippet of a dream
Thanks for visiting 

The Owl

pixabay

Oracle of secret knowledge
    Wisdom in a shadow world
  Leaves me spellbound


for Poets United
Midweek Motif - The Owl
Thanks for visiting

Hoot Hoot of the Owl

free clip art

High on a mountaintop we gathered to share our dreams.  Sitting at

a long wooden table we broke bread and dipped our thoughts in

herbs and wine.  My golden owl cuff with brown eyes the centerpiece
of our conversation. We talked about sightings of owls and the

mysticism that surrounds them. I said, "one must listen when the

oracle of secret knowledge flies into your life with a message."

The room became quiet, as if listening for my next thoughts.  "The owl

sees in places of darkness and helps guide us in our quest."  Later, that
evening we found ourselves nestled in the owl's nest deep in the woods. 
Ancient songs filled the air with each beat of the drum, the fire in the hearth

warmed my soul. My mind drifted far away from this time and place

as I  soared in the realm of dreams.

beneath rounded moon
speaking the language of trees
owl chortles messages

Oracle of Wisdom Hoots

pic credit - my own

High upon a mountaintop

nestled in fragrant pines

hidden mystical owl's nest

beyond the veil of full moon

an oracle of wisdom hoots

bring me your hopes & dreams

open your heart, feel the magic

discover the mystery of night

walk  upon  green mossy trails

inside an old gemstone mine

spirited dragon bird slumbers

unfurl your  mighty wings, arise

perched high the owl chortles

awakening the sleeping beast

drums echo through the cavern

into the fire release your wishes

forest nymph dances with delight

captivated by the dragon's song

unleashing primordial power

guardian of the celestial world

healing crevices of the heart

spring's breath, hatching love

from the yolk of lofty dreams

soaring on wide wings...

sharing with Poets United

writing bird poems

author's note: This is part

of a mystical adventure

a dream perhaps...

Under Purple Skies Who Will Cry

as the white snow quietly falls

a black owl soars a purple sky

be watchful as he mutely calls

as the white snow quietly falls

avalanche rolls from mountain walls

blanketing earth, heavy hearts sigh

as the white snow quietly falls

a black owl soars a purple sky

sharing with Poets United

Author's Note: A dream that

made me cry...

pic found on pinterest - unable to locate owner

Door of Perception

 

worn  stairs

torn  tapestry

ascending  step  by  step

mystical  room  fortune  teller

good luck

~

white  owl
 seeking   knowledge 
sky-way  to  the cosmos
 opening  doors of perception
 soaring

posted for Magpie Tales #228