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a night of poems & black wings

a night of poems & black wings

Tuesday, September 5, 2017

She guides me home






she guides me home








Even the moon
knows
I am alone
and in her light
I feel embraced
less afraid
she calls my name
she guides me home
~victoria pettella~










she guides me home



she guides me home



she guides me home





I am home


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There are those quiet moments
that stand out to you and only you
those solitary spaces you inhabit alone
you travel into them deeply
and restlessly
 Hands reaching out into the unknowable realm
tears releasing a vibrant strand from the sequence of pain
untying an imperative seam from your frail, stitched being, 
the flesh that is still somehow holding itself together
unfurls itself into beautiful chaos and freedom
Your soul summons a true offering, 
giving your heart to the night cauldron of stars
Beneath a wild Goddess moon
I wrote a diary inked in black walnut
and dragon's blood
 chanted aloud in luminous tongues
 moon , after moon after moon
A vessel of poems pouring the drink
of broken places and the ashes of dreams
of endless wounds and every remedy
questing for signs
she answered me
she answered
me
And in that space of eternal longing
she called my name, 
she took me into her arms
and I was home.
Her breath became my breath 
sealing all the lost caves, cuts
and tattered forests from the inside 
and then weaving all the way
through the skin with her living Light
 like a radiant spark 
that returned itself to me.
The piece that was always there
That sacred piece of me 
that I am 
to never 
ever 
let go.
~victoria pettella~













am 

home







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Enjoy the magic
of the Dreamy Pisces Full Moon
September 6
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8 comments:

Emma said...

Oohh..I was about to go to sleep but then I heard you coming home...How tender is your heart..how beautiful your song. Good night dearest Victoria..❤

Victoria said...

Emma
Thank you...for such lovely words, they touch my heart!
Wishing you the deep magic of the moon as you sleep!

Magaly Guerrero said...

She sings to flesh and bone, right into the soul... and you can hear her so well, Victoria. I read her light through you, feel her nurturing energy, hear the call that takes me home. I, too, am home.

Victoria said...

Magaly
So beautiful( she sings to flesh and bone..) your words always gorgeous, poetic and soul-stirring! Thank you for all you said and shared, deep appreciation ..and for shining your sparkle here.
V~

Magic Love Crow said...

I enjoyed her and I talked to her!!!
Victoria, I could stay on your blog for hours!! Thank you, truly thank you from the bottom of my heart for being you! Big Hugs and Much Love!

Marfi-topia said...

such decadent words..your poems are like dark chocolate to me.
just delicious.

Tammie Lee said...

So lovely
with depth
that calls to my spirit
and soul
that takes me back a few nights ago when our full moon glowed red through the smoke

Lisabella Russo said...

The moon has such allure, your poetry is filled with magic. Thank you for your words and images.



seeds of creativity~

Themes of transformation & transiting through cycles of life, breath, death & healing seem to seep into my work. Nature, magic, creation & the ever-morphing seasons are a constant guiding force & inspiration.
~victoria pettella~

By Candlelight

By Candlelight

Autumn' sLight

Autumn' sLight

A natural draw to the experimental side of things

*CREATION IS ALWAYS AWAKE , IT LIVES UNCAGED & FREE, NO RULES TO FOLLOW , ONLY NEW SEEDS TO EXPLORE~victoria pettella*


where I have been lately *dream with me here


wander with me

poeme

poeme

beautiful creatures

beautiful creatures

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raven in love with the moon

raven in love with the moon

black feathers

black feathers

ghosts of introversion

ghosts of introversion

Within

Within
visit sacred space...

a u r a

a u r a

colors

colors

g h o s t b i r d

g h o s t b i r d

** ethereal dreamworlds **

** ethereal dreamworlds **

visual potions ~by candlelight

visual potions ~by candlelight

wander through the veil with me

Poems seeking light

Poems seeking light

To all the rare flowers

To all  the rare flowers

**b e a u t i f u l ** s o u l s**

We are all strange and unusual; flawed, broken and beautiful ~victoria pettella

shadows & souls

shadows & souls

moonlit flora spells

moonlit flora spells

visual potion~ sun, shadow & strings

visual potion~ sun, shadow & strings

sacred spaces~

sacred spaces~

** symbolic visions **

)O( ***

Nature is a Meditation

Nature is a Meditation

visual spells ) o (

visual spells ) o (

one night the stars... let me in

ash and seed

ash and seed

uncaged & free

uncaged & free
a beautiful storm

spark~illumination~transformation

spark~illumination~transformation

Creative Encounters & Kindred Spirits

I love to meet and connect with fellow creatives! I have a deep appreciation for all artists, creative thinkers, unique souls.
While my nature is mostly introverted and I thrive as a hidden -solitaire, I have found connecting with other creative-spirits to be profoundly nourishing and deeply magical in ways my soul understands. To those I have met along the way that have enriched my life with your art-music-writing-creations-passion-energy-open-mindedness....I thank you immeasurably ! and to those I have reconnected with..thank you for giving me a sense of community in a world I always felt on my own in. Thank you for these creative encounters, they have transformed me.

solitary world

solitary world

the unseen

the unseen

releasing the shadows and returning to light

releasing the shadows and returning to light

visual poems..

visual poems..

sunskulls & wolf-bones ~ a cave of songs & poems

sunskulls & wolf-bones ~ a cave of songs & poems

new soul

new soul

Dark Blooms

Dark Blooms

you were always meant to be free

gothic spell

gothic spell

u n v e i l

The Bird whispered to the stone

The Bird whispered to the stone

The Secret Realm

The Secret Realm
What is behind the door of shadow and light...