Snow Moon
Form: Spenserian Sonnet
She shimmers silver between thickened clouds
in February winter's wind, portent
She tells of snow before the season's end,
whilst Pagan voices sing out loud and proud.
The circle cast to manifest our rite
O Mother moon in this our sacred space
pray lend your power in your wise embrace
O Cerridwen, the goddess of the night
The moon in fullness shrouded in a mist
as crystal flakes begin to flutter down
and once more Earth will wear her winter's gown
as moonbows form where Lord and Lady kissed.
In winter's silver light, her words are clear
there is so much work still to be done here
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Jezzie G 