All the way to Avalon

All around the day

My thoughts do walk on holy ground

all my dreams do stray

 

Carried upon the healing water

by the crystal shore

Come speak to me in centuries

Where I have dreamed before

 

Where I have dreamed before, child

Where I have dreamed before

 

All the way to Avalon

All around the day

In a poem of old hidden three-fold

I journey upon my way

 

Through shapeless nights and echoes of light

to the place where legends fly

To an island of glass

where all secrets do pass

Where the heart can see more than the eyes

 

All around the day

All around the way

Come speak to me in centuries

Where I have dreamed before

 

Where I have dreamed before, child

Where I have dreamed before

 

This is the place where oak trees have spoken

This is the place i will stay

Why do i feel like i've been here before now

Why do my steps know the way

past the gate of wishing places

i linger by the wall

and i hurry midst the morning grasses

to catch the marsh mist fall

 

All around the way

All around the day

Oh, come speak to me in centuries

Where i have dreamed before

 

Where I have dreamed before, child

Where I have dreamed before

 

All the way to Avalon

All around the day

my thoughts do walk on holy ground

all my dreams

do stray ~

 

Jodee James, copyright 2009 Halo Moon Creations

i visit the old tree

in the grey of winter

by the mountain

in the shawl of days

Gathered around me

in deep browns and velvet

moss

and the short grass of winter

 

These are the days

that stay forever

These are the moments

We cling to warmth

The season charms through me

Like rivers of ribbons

it weaves

in my heart

the stories

 

Dark are the days

i hurry faster

To sit by the window

Like a flame and gaze

Ice patterns moving

with each breath i am taking

full

as the moon sweeps faster

 

january tree, jodee james, 2010

 

Daughter, Last Night When the Moon Was Yellow

Last night when the moon was yellow

i held my heart up to its warm glow

and in the signal of a fire

i watched it burn to a whisper

 

Letting go is such a hard

to stop dangling, to stop trying

Place your words upon the flood rock

but where to place your desire

 

CH: Oh you can't stop the water

though you try my precious daughter

Oh you can't stop the water

but there's a lesson let it go, let it flow

 

For every time that i was losing

there was a time that i was choosing

Which step to place before me

Which direction goes my story

 

And all the stars they still do shimmer

As my thoughts begin to dimmer

i dance upon the mystery

how love can bind

but knows no boundaries

 

Oh you can't stop the water

though you try my precious daughter

Oh you can't stop the water

but there's a lesson

let it go

there's a lesson

let it go

 

let it go ~

 

Halo Moon Creations, copyright 2009 Jodee James

i stare across the treetops

right into your eyes

i carry your picture

deep inside

and your words echo my words

your kisses mirror mine

we move like water

through the depths of time

 

My journeyman ~

 

And when i think of all before us

i'll never be the same

there's only forward

no back the way we came

and your words echo my words

your kisses mirror mine

we move like water

through the depths of time

 

My journeyman ~

 

And who am i to question

for you know as well as i

how we're always seeking miracles

when the miracle's inside

and your words echo my words

your kisses mirror mine

we move like water

through the depths of time

 

My journeyman ~

My journeyman ~

 

All around this winter's town

the wind does blow

the wind does sound

here beneath the bearded sky

the old man he does smile

the old man he does smile

 

Cysga di fy mhlentyn tllws....

cei gysgu tan y bore

Sleep my beautiful child until the morning

 

Once twice born we're on our way

the days grow tall

the night wears away

and here i hold the flower maid

as if my own heart beating

as if my own heart beating

 

The oak king and the holly king

once again they're battling

the victor will restore the spring

but i still hear the wind whistling

i hear the wind whistling

 

I followed you home

To the house on the right

The yellow clapboard

And a window of glare

I sang by your kitchen

To the sound of fresh peas being snapped

Through the gate of a splintered barn

Where the wind swings the livery sign

A little more crooked

I was late with my visit

But on time with my heart.

 

Your eyes were my hopes

I heard the pain of adventure

And the nervous laugh of fear

I was late with my visit

But still you appeared.

Womanly woman, wifely wife

Who held my dad’s playmate

into life seemingly unpoetic

Among the lime washed sidewalks

Upon rough cement steps

where lacy brambles have fallen

but lifted again

 

You’re a strong figure in my vein’s portrait ~

 

And her words carry my wonderings

Like a starchy white envelope

Filled with greeting

And when I visit again

I will have sung your recollections

Like lips pressed on china

Held up to sunlight

Opaque muted

But in fullness of spirit

For I was a little late with my visit

But on time with my heart.

 

for dear Sarah, my great grandmother

(Jodee James  - Halo Moon Creations)

All the Way to Avalon

Winter's Song

My Journeyman

Sarah Hale

January Tree

Some Lyrics & Poetic Meanderings

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