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Poems and Songs to Spirits

(copyright 2015, David A. Scheffler)

Prologues:
Three cheers for the genital Christ!
Hes really the best Christ around
Three cheers for the genital Christ!
Hes becoming the toast of the town
In the abyss
is all froth bliss
does one still piss
Think more on this!
In the Abyss
sans love, sans kiss
Need one still piss?
Ponder this!
In the Abyss
midst mirrored bliss
Sublingual hiss?
The chyrsalis!
In the Abyss
meet nemesis
Is aught amiss?
Just genesis!
In the Abyss
necropolis
Dawns synthesis?
Antithesis!
(If you are what you eat, does that mean you shit what you was?)
Someone shot a rabbit by the door
Now he nibbles dewy grass no more
Someone snuffed a bird still in the cage

Now he'll never read the 2nd page


Pomba Gira da Angola, la Rainha do Candomble
Fire from the ground
and roses shorn of thorn
brush
sweetened by the parting of your lips
course
thru dusk delta flowing full on midnight
pausing
to laugh in trembling unclocked time
yes neither stones no feather turning forward back on itself so selfless hush sublime
black cabaret red wine stain rim lush lunar feint faceless smiling succored silken line
Fire pressured forehead
firm up spine down neckbone
Flame lapping up from stone root under feet
Fire lidded eyes light floating in the deepness
Fire over flowers sighing on the street
Fire in the skies
and shadow in the ember
dance
lolling like the foaming of your hips
rein
in the pulse to toss away all question
reigning
then now beyond again and yet
I am the pot of clay, the open dish of ingot earth
spun on Exu's wheel,
fired and baked within my soft heart's kiln,
sweet Ponto burning His brand thru my soul, as
falling back into the soil, within the trees,
the sun and I begin our dance toward Midnight
Song to Sytry
Prince Sitri

Dame Sitri
Hail to Thee
Thy winged claws
Thy burning eyes
Prince Sitri
Dame Sitri
Hail to Thee
Above all laws
Thru earth and skies
Aid me
My Lord
My Lady
in desires
Help me
to live the lusts
that fuel my fires
Prince Sitri
Dame Sitri
Hail to Thee
great Comrade Victor
in all strife
Prince Sitri
Dame Sitri
Hail to Thee
great Friend and Doer
in my life
Grant me
My Lord
My Lady
what I ask
Teach me
the secrets to success
each task
Prince Sitri
Dame Sitri
Thanks to Thee
I work to know Thee
Ever More
Prince Sitri
Dame Sitri
Full in Me
As One to Open

Every Door!!!
Song to Naamah
Naamah I call You
I want to be near
I ask that You help me
To see and to hear
My soul longs to travel
To know and to do
I hope I give pleasure
as I sing to You
Mansion of the Marquee

Ronove's Castle
fast along the border's
fevered vastness
Smiling
reptile widened
slit skinned
dripping
fangs full
venom load
of choice
to greet One
at that portal
stepping Stone
close by a
Fish Pond
Grin
brief flicker
like a Bird Wing
Bowing
Step in
Now is Never
Hymn to Hecate
Hecate, Queen of Night, Queen of Light,

Hecate may Your Torches burn my fears and make me whole


Hecate, Queen of Earth, Death and Birth,
Hecate, may Your Trident pierce my heart, release my soul
Divine Inferno at all Crossroads,
blaze my paths Below, Above;
Triple Goddess of the Cosmos,
inundate my Heart with Lust and Love
Hecate, Queen of Night, Queen of Light,
Hecate, feed me from Your Cup of Blood, drink my Blood, too
Hecate, Queen of Earth, Death and Birth,
Hecate, at the Moonlit Mountain Top I kneel to You
Hecate, on the Forest's Furry Floor I kneel to You
Hecate, at the Netherworld's Grave Gates I kneel to You
Hecate, Queen of Heaven, Earth and Hell, I kneel to You