6th Annual Brigid Poetry Festival

Reading and writing poetry can be a healing process. So healing and poetry fit nicely into the Goddess Brigid’s hands. Brigid is honored each Imbolc with a poetry festival.

“It is that time of year again, when bloggers around the world post a favorite poem in honor of Brigid, the Irish goddess and patron saint of smithcraft, poetry, and healing. Brigid’s feast day is February 1st, so between now and then is the perfect time to publish a poem to celebrate.” Anne Hill at Blog o’ Gnosis gnosiscafe.com/gcblog/2011/01/25/6th-annual-brigid-poetry-festival/

Post your poem link or the full poem at the Brigid Poetry Festival 2011 FaceBook community page. www.facebook.com/pages/Brigid-Poetry-Festival-2011/124403944294363

The Institute of Poetic Medicine is a non-profit organization that offers “public workshops, retreats and professional programs with John Fox, Certified Poetry Therapist, and by others, for groups and individuals in therapeutic, healing, medical, teaching and pastoral professions, as well as for individuals living with life altering illnesses.” poeticmedicine.org/about.html

John Fox and the Shade Arts in Medicine program is featured in the PBS Documentary “Healing Words: Poetry & Medicine”.

    “Filmed at a large teaching hospital in Florida, Healing Words: Poetry & Medicine tells the stories of patients whose lives have been dramatically changed by the incorporation of poetry into their recovery process. At a time when Americans have grown cynical about health-care … this film affirms that poetry and art can build understanding and compassion between doctor and patient and help facilitate healing among the most critically ill.”

    “Since 1990, the Arts in Medicine (AIM) program at Shands Hospital at the University of Florida has used arts therapy to help patients and their families deal with the sorrows, losses and unexpected joys that accompany illness and recovery. As part of the worldwide arts therapy movement, AIM supports therapy in the form of dance, music, drama, visual arts and creative writing.” <a href="http://www.pbs.org/healingwords/"www.pbs.org/healingwords/

Visit the Shades Arts in Medicine program at www.shands.org/aim/

Take a moment to share in the Brigid Poetry Festival by posting your own poem or a favorite author.

    How happy is the little stone
    That rambles in the road alone,
    And doesn’t care about careers,
    And exigencies never fears;
    Whose coat of elemental brown
    A passing universe put on;
    And independent as the sun,
    Associates or glows alone,
    Fulfilling absolute decree
    In casual simplicity. – Emily Dickinson

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About Tara "Masery" Miller

Tara "Masery" Miller is a Neo-Pagan panentheist Gaian mage living in the Ozarks with her husband and pets. She's also a member of the Unitarian Universalist Church. She is the editor of Rooted in the Body, Seeking the Soul which you can find at Immanion press. www.immanion-press.com/info/books.asp She has a minor is religion from Southeast Missouri State Missouri State University with an emphasis in mysticism. Masery has lead various groups over the years and organized Pagan Pride Day events. Her magic and author page is at www.taramaserymiller.com

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    Bearing Water for Brigid

    Sketches for a water vessel –
    bottle and message bob on waves.
    Voice of Brigid calls
    at the root of desire.
    All who hear: Imagine
    Rock faces erode
    exposed to wind, to grit, to rain
    and hail.
    Designated fixed space
    Sacrosanct container
    Conveyor through fluid
    Creates place, surface to paint
    diffusement of emotion
    beatitude, foment of dueling farce.
    Charismatic gems
    harsh edges polished pure
    blend in the dark
    become enchanting
    wish granting.
    Enthusing brief infusion
    of giddy illusion
    just enough to guilefully entice.
    Sparkling Neural net
    Catch that glint, a secret
    clue revealing
    purpose, meaning.
    wild eternal child,
    ages’ flamboyant fool

    (Voice rains from within)

    A wound is a sacred vessel
    Pain carves into flesh
    Carries sense memory
    Carries the seed
    Of its own demise
    Engulfed in life
    Learns anew to be whole

    Wounded with the potential for wisdom
    The prize applies when eyes are are pried
    from seeping, sucking, suffering
    aching to censure what future we admire
    Redefine the schizm
    This wound is our project
    To heal, discover the vision
    Realign the seam to fit
    self-framed landscape
    not lose or win
    Let loose that genie of desire
    Ride rushing blood streams
    Build a roaring pyre of grief,
    insane belief in wrathfilled deities
    Revile that old refrain: “life is pain” or a game
    to be lost
    No Faustian bargain
    Just a
    rambling adventure
    of daring
    to explore
    essence of ecstasy
    Don’t wait for the rest to see
    and demur
    Take pleasure
    Stretch your sail
    Take sight of your guiding star
    The only failure is self-denial
    in favor of the vile lie
    that pain is destiny
    instead of faithful friend
    lending energy
    for change

    Slice vivid memories
    Exult in their flavor
    Savor the tastes, the textures
    Enliven your way

    In the end
    The vessel breaks
    There the Goddess stirs

    2011 Aquarius