poetry Archives - Megan Freeland

Mar

Lesson

Kookaburra sitting

In the Jacaranda tree

Laughs his happy laugh

For all the world to see

Dog she stands below

And looks up to the sky

Wags her happy tail

Without all the wondering whys

The lizard pokes his head out

Looking for the sun

Tired of the dark

Light and lizard join as one

The wind blowing in the valley

Is powerful raging force

Yet when it hits the mountain

It bends and finds and different course

Lessons of the earth

Speak of power and of grace

But even great and wondrous things

Can move at a snail’s pace

The soul that sits inside us

Is a vast eternal being

It is gentle wise and generous

Patient and all-seeing.

The human that surrounds us

Is a blind man in the dark

Crying lost and helpless

It needs a light to spark the path

The animals and earth

They know the answers you will find

Use humour strength and happiness

To lift you up

And free your mind

XOM

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Mar

Bereft

I feel very jittery

I feel very intense

Like my veins are made of a rusty old

Broken barbed wire fence.

I cannot settle down

I cannot lift it up

There’s no more milk and honey

Left for me to fill my cup

The clouds upon my mountain

Are all gloomy dark and grey

And they’ve settled on my eyes

So I’ve got nothing left to say

Don’t want to feel sunshine

Falling on my face

Don’t want to see the blue sky

Shining on my place

I just want to settle

And sit quiet with my dread

I don’t want to question

All the questions in my head

My heartache and my sorrow

Have a story I should hear

And who am I to question

Their authority and their fear

They are teaching me of loneliness

And the high price of its toll

They teach me that the lightness

Of my spirit have they stole

All that’s left is a

Broken crumbling dried out

Empty husk

And the bones of winter

The only solace

For this sad souls autumn dusk.

XOM

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Mar

The Wasteland

Screaming shouting voices

Saying Bad Things in my head

They verbalize the nasty feelings

Filling me with dread

There’s dirty filthy vicious things

That creep into my soul

Are they pulling me apart,

Or do they keep me whole?

I fight against this evil

The opposite of live

But is the fight a waste of time

Perhaps I should let it come in

In case it tries to trick me

Into thinking I’m insane

I will learn it’s depths and punishments

And explore it’s malicious vein

So wrong I’m told

But it feels quite right

To take a trip into the wasteland of

My minds most grieving plight

To be embraced by sadness

Frolic in searing pain

Crawl slowly through the darkness

Of this desolate threatening plain.

Emptiness and solitude

Complete and utter loss

Frightening places of gargoyle faces

Into hell this day I crossed

Here in this disillusionment

Separated from the whole

My choices are fragmenting

Ripped apart, a fallen soul

I leaped into the abyss

Allowed the stench of absent light

to show me through it’s gallery

Of opposing God with fright

A moan escapes my dry parched lips

A knife plunges into my belly

Blood gurgles out my ulcered mouth

Despair will heed no quelling

My body is gone

My mind a mess

I am a whirling spasming blob

Til I let go the need

to hold the fear so dear

Realization comes out in a sob

I am free without my body

I am free without my mind

In the death of all the tormented matter

My spirit is loosed to fly

In the absence of God, is God to be found

Sniffing about for some balance of feelings

Painting black on the back of the mirror

Resurrected

Understanding is healing

XOM

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Mar

Singing

You know that feeling

You keep searching for

Like l the stars lined up just for you

Magic and electricity are running in your veins

Every breath and beat of your heart

Expands the universe in rolling waves of thunder and lightning

You are inspiration in a child’s body

Each word you speak unites the heaven and the earth

You are made of the shimmering luminescence of vibrating joy

Sculptor of euphoria

Definer of magic

Pattern maker of the matrix of the divine

You are in the flow

You are the flow

You make the flow

You are the singer and the song

The Melody, the harmony, the lyrics and the tune

The speaker and the rhythm, the dancer and the call

…you are it all!

XOM

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Mar

Maelstrom

I have fallen into darkness

That no one else can see

My love of God so strong

He’s turned his back on me

So sure of the power

Of the path of the divine

He sent me to the maelstrom

And said “Find me with your own vine”

So much love did my lord have

That he pulled me from his breast

And placed me in the burnt out field

To rage against my chest

I flung myself about

Called my righteous anger home

I swore at him

“Abandoner, how dare you leave me all alone?”

The silence that embraced me

Was a great and wrathful prong

I writhed in all my hard work

And my pointless spiritual song

“Love me oh great God

Show me miracles and more

Take me dancing

Lets go prancing

On your holy island shore”

Then suddenly from beneath my

Scabbed and Bloodied knee

Reared a many headed hydra

Every head a version

Of me

The first one is a little girl

Abused, confused and closed

The second one a woman

In her many coloured robes

The third I do not recognize

But it’s leading the attack

It is snapping at the others

Who show fear from all their lack

It opens up its mighty jaw

I see into the abyss

My bowel goes loose

I feel the noose

And I surrender into awe

I see my vine has wrapped itself

Around my ungrounded feet

I let go the mindless notion

I am the master of my peace

Suddenly I am pulled up

Like a predator from its lair

The clothes of my ego stripped

And I hang graciously in the air

I have my love and faith in God

To move this burden from my back

My soul laid bare of life’s trickery

I am not alone in this attack

Exposed of all my wretched longing

My vain and erotic spiritual show

I hang quietly in this soothing dark

And let God bathe me in his glow

God sent me to face these demons

He gave me all the tools for the task

For who else can slay evil villains

Than God in my own demons mask

XOM

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Dec

Angel

I sense the presence of an Angel

She came upon the earth

She sacrificed her wholeness

To rediscover her worth

She was not truly broken

She was only broken open

She had bought a magic spell

She had a message to be spoken

A special woman birthed her

To be a gift that must be heard

For the love they shared together

Was for the sake of the whole world

When all is dark and horrid

When peoples black hearts are giving fright

She will lead them through those moments

With her joyous and uplifting light

The people they adored her

But were confused by what was said

This gentle wise and gracious being

Told them all their fear was in their heads

It seemed somewhat perplexing

That this glowing beam of light

Asked them to be present

To a strength that seemed out of sight

She spoke of greater power

She spoke of joyous things

Like creating a freer destiny

When you focus and let your heart sing

She said ‘break free of your illusions’

Don’t wait for life to knock you down

Be clear that love intended you

To feel the sense of the profound

She whispered her last secret

The one she knew was best

That is to know the power of gratitude

And life will bring you all the rest

The message is of love

Compassion, beauty, light

You are Gods magnificent creation

It is your destiny and birthright

~Megan Freeland~

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Dec

…ignition, Poetry by Megan Freeland

..Ignition

What is inspiration

What does it mean

What does it look like

Can it be seen

That feeling grabs hold

You start to dance

Your mind is connected

You’ve entered a trance

The moment ignites like frenzied rain

Your heart is smiling; it’s captured your brain.

It is that moment, when all is combined

It is the Grail…the ultimate find!

It’s the feeling inside when your soul it speaks up

And milk and honey start to fill up your cup

It’s the dazzling fire, epic waterfall

The newborn baby…the universe’s call

Exploding galaxies

Inventive ideas

Laughter, enlightenment

God’s joyous tears

It’s like all the Archangels have put on a show

And your heart it whispers…what’s above is below

There’s no separation between time and space

Divinity belongs to the whole human race

You hit the jackpot, you heard the song

Your heart it just opened….Inspirations begun.

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Dec

Bird

The carrion birds are circling

Through the foul stench that’s in the air

Their beady eyes are gleaming

There’s heavy darkness everywhere

They see my fallen psyche

On the riverbank below

The blood the pus the ooze and flesh

Have made for quite the horror show.

The lead bird plunges down to

Claim the coveted rotting flesh

He’s looking for the darkest meat

His Prize

The heart within my chest

But before I let him have his way

Let my broken body go

I will roll upon my chest

Turn my back to this

Evil Crow

His anguished piercing cry

Is like a mirror to my soul

It had fallen down a vortex

Til only blackness could be known

It was drowning in that river

It was whipped and flailed and used

We were two and one together

The abuser and the abused

But now I know this shadow and say

‘Thank you very much’

But I’ve fixed my broken heart

So sink your claws crow

Into my shoulder blades

Let the skin be torn apart

I do not need this punishment

I don’t want these violent things

I know you dark

I am free to start

From my wounds I unfurl my wings

Megan Freeland

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Nov

The Magic

I want to run wild

Abandoned and free

I want frantic exhilaration

To overcome me

I want to be lifted

To fly through the sky

Not forced or induced

I want a natural high

I want joy to take me

And recklessly spin

On a ribbon of light

Wrapped up tight and pulled in

I want to be filled up

With awe and with wonder

I want riotous raging

New depths I can plunder

I want to run crazy

Cross open terrain

Then fly on my wings

Over mountain and plain

I want to hold the moon and stars

In my hand

And blow luminous light

Throughout all of the land

I want my spirit to rise and to soar

Open my heart

and let my love roar

Jun

Boundless…Poetry

Boundless

I am strong and present in this reality

I am held and nurtured by mother earth

I am inspired and joy-filled by father sky

The flesh of my feet dwells in the mud of earthly nourishment

My blood flows with the water of life’s breath

My mind expands with vibration of infinite space

My spirit soars with the loving energy of creation

I am the power of the universe

Spiralling, contracting, ever expanding

An unending fractal of existence

Exploring boundlessness and limitlessness

In safety

With spontaneity

Enraptured by gentleness

Exhilarated by the vast capacity of my

Heart, Spirit and Soul

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