Sunday, September 11, 2016

Spirits, hobs, nymphs, sylphs ~~ a Poem, mixed and matched and melded




(Thinking of the night just ended, futile
  Futility, chasing demons away) 

Spirits, troubled, 

Spirits, troubled, live in the tree 
Dead tree, home for hobs and sylphs 
The nymps emerge, happy they dance 
While the spirits broil in the tree 

Nymph mother and spirit father 
Hollowed this tree hallowed it be 
The sylps renew and cleanse by night 
While the hobs roam spreading doom 

Spirit father, nymph mother, they 
Meld, mold them by pairs, life goes on 
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Poem copyright , 2016 Jimmiehov, All rights reserved

I'm linked with Brendan at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, Sunday Mini-challenge:  Charms
http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2016/09/sunday-mini-challenge-charms.html

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12 Comments:

At Sunday, September 11, 2016 4:54:00 AM, Blogger Kerry O'Connor said...

I like to think of trees as having guardian spirits in them.

 
At Sunday, September 11, 2016 5:55:00 AM, OpenID blueoran said...

All this going on while we were elsewhere asleep, gone when we wake. Thanks for bringing these spirits home.

 
At Sunday, September 11, 2016 9:59:00 AM, Blogger brudberg said...

There is nothing more likely to be magic than the hollow of a tree.

 
At Sunday, September 11, 2016 2:07:00 PM, Blogger Other Mary said...

I like the "mix, match, meld" in the title and the poem..

 
At Monday, September 12, 2016 5:47:00 AM, OpenID georgeplaceblog said...

Trees are magical

 
At Monday, September 12, 2016 8:51:00 AM, Blogger Stacie Eirich said...

Jim, of course I'm ready to join the dance of nymphs -- but why are the spirits of the trees troubled? They are the old, ever-present protectors of the forest -- where other creatures of night make their homes. Thanks for sharing some whimsy. :-)

 
At Monday, September 12, 2016 11:52:00 AM, Blogger Outlawyer said...

Ah--sounds pretty great to me, I love that sense of father mother spirit. k.

 
At Monday, September 12, 2016 1:03:00 PM, Blogger Gillena Cox said...

Hmm even in the tree realm, there is character and personality. This is quite interesting, takes me back to my youthful fairy tales days

much love...

 
At Monday, September 12, 2016 3:55:00 PM, Blogger Susie Clevenger said...

There is science about how trees talk to one another. I like to think of them as guardians, of pairings.

 
At Monday, September 12, 2016 6:54:00 PM, Blogger Sherry Blue Sky said...

"Hollowed this tree, hallowed it be...." I love this incantation, Jim.

 
At Tuesday, September 13, 2016 9:47:00 AM, Blogger Sherry Blue Sky said...

Jim, I am amazed at the quote you quoted in your comment on my poem. "God is the white fairy who can make wars cease." I had no idea such magical lines were in the Bible and am thrilled to know it. Thanks so much. I think I should do more Bible reading.

 
At Wednesday, September 14, 2016 4:32:00 PM, Blogger Amy Barlow Liberatore/Sharp Little Pencil said...

Jim, this is fanciful! Trees do, I believe, have spirits and relationships with one another. The Tibetan monks have been known to give old-growth trees the title of monk, so they cannot be cut down. Thanks for this, and thx for stopping by my blog. Sorry i have not been back until now! Amy

 

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