Beltane Invocation

I'm calling you, wild

I'm coaxing you out of your snow-shell 

with my breath and green eyes

and longing for your leafy taste.


Demulcent rivers, swell.


Shocking bright eyelashes on trees, blink.

Dirt from the bear is shaken off, 


exchanged for bird seed and carrion.


Breaking skies, pussy willows, tease.


Kingfisher rattles and steals. 


The field is alive with change. 

I wrap hope around my neck and walk long walks


with friends


who find nettles. 


I eat the pollen laden alder catkins


inviting in every nuance.


The herons are feasting in the low waters


where phragmites glows like giant wheat


hiding eggs.

Stomp loud little bunny, wake her up


Shine hot bright sun, melt her heart


Cry in trills and thrills little peepers


sing her back

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