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Blossoming Bones Mystery School has launched its first class, The Cauldron of Cerridwen. I’m incredibly excited about this. And so, I have written a poem from Gwion’s perspective. The Help by Amoret BriarRose Then she began to boil the cauldron, which from the beginning of its boiling might not cease to boil for a year…
One of my coveners is really interested in Snow White, and in contemplating the tale, this poem arrived.
The writing prompt for this poem was the idea of “halcyon days” – the poem came out darker and more authentic than I anticipated.
An Unlikely Trio Stir the soil and wet the ground to await the root, stir the cauldron and scrape the sides to await the brew, stir the hairs and part the knees to await the seed. Beltane flickers, white side of the veil to Samhain’s black, Amid the grays of the in-between The Ancients mix […]