Tuesday, 29 May 2012

"Ancients' Nuisance"

Ancients' Nuisance

Velma's in her armchair, 
smugly sitting reading,
Sophia's in the rocking-chair, 
humming as she's knitting.
Morgana the Fairy's gone to pot 
to pour strong coffee for her tea.

Ancients' Nuisance is New Aeon,
Sayin' "Ancients Knew Sans - 
Let me just call my Uncle",
Sained and Sainted, 
Christened and Painted,
Whores rose as Horus, 
the road is smooth to Babylon.

In dawn's golden light 
the Damask rose glistened, 
plucked, pressed and fastened, 
it's dead and cannot grow. 
Ian Newman said it was a bookmark.
Morgana fell, cried for losing 
the dewblush, 
She saw in a dream, of a Garden.

Binnie and Chocky seem to sleep 
like the dead, gripping hands tightly, 
feet twisted together, 
Their dreams are troubled, 
their shoes do not fit; 
grow Klifotic, Necrotic. 
Cut them off to save their toes?
Awaken them to their extremities' needs?

Are the inmates the nurses? 
Are they all radiant angels?
Do they come from outside? 
Do they wait on, do they assist?
Do they write new stories?

There are many apples growing 
from the flowering trees that 
bide well through every season, 
for seasons run not here, 
the twilight of the afterlife 
before reborn they will appear.

Through the gold and green wooden gateways, 
under grey and blue heavenly vaults, 
in our temples bejewelled by silver and gold, 
wearing the pelts of humans as our ritual robes, 
losing our fears, inch by inch.

Tuesday, 1 May 2012

Dahm the Bard - Spirit of Albion

Last night I went to Crawley to see Dahm the Bard
( http://www.paganmusic.co.uk/ ) sing a few songs,
and watch the premiere of the film "Spirit of Albion"
( http://www.thespiritofalbionthemovie.com/ )

- a tale of weary souls finding strength by the aid of the Ancient Gods.
It's rather good. The acting and singing are dodgy in places,
but that is more than compensated for by the plot, humour,
intelligent content and emotional grip in this story of a journey
from desolate despair to faith in the experience of living,
and the revelation or reminder that the Holy Powers are eternal.

Here is the trailer for the Film.

Here is the Song, Spirit of Albion. The first time I heard this,
on the 'John Barleycorn Reborn' multi-artist compliation album, I cried my eyes out.

I was crying from one-third of the way through Dahm's
first song, all the way to the end of the film, last night.

What an evening it was!
Nice people, nice music, just... So Nice.