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A Woman's Adventure

By: C. M. Brighid Bachleda

Created: March 29, 2016 | Updated: August 8, 2016

Genre : Fantasy

Language : English

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A Woman's Adventure

I dedicate A Woman's Adventure in memory of my Mother; Margaret "Peggy" Bachleda who was the Original Puffgirl1952 (1952-2014)

 

 

 

Maiden, Mother, Matriarch;

Three stages of women,

All the same and are one.

Sisters;

Come gather round.

 

 

Swords-woman;

Have a care in carrying your blade.

Mistress of the Blade;

War calls to you,

March with your sisters side by side.

But have a care and be careful;

Do not lose your life.

 

 

Maiden;

Have a care that you do not cut yourself,

War has a way of stealing a Maiden's innocence.

Have a care and be careful.

Mother;

Off to war you go and leave your family behind,

You are protecting them from the evil of the world.

But have a care and be careful,

War has a way of stealing a Mother from her family.

Matriarch;

The sword has become heavy to lift

And the armor feels heavy to wear.

Where will your weary bones rest after battle?

Have a care and be careful;

War is never gentle but He honors the Matriarch.

 

 

Enchantress;

Have a care of the Arcane.

Lady of Magic;

The world of the Arcane can be dangerous.

But have a care and be careful;

Do not burn your life away.

 

 

Maiden;

Have a care that you do not burn yourself.

Wonders you will see but at a price,

So have a care and be careful.

Mother;

Wonder-wielding and fire-fierce,

You weave spells to guard your children.

But have a care and be careful;

There is a price to pay.

Matriarch;

Your cauldron is overflowing.

You hold knowledge of great wonders,

Teach others of what you know.

But have a care and be careful;

Your body is paying the price.

 

 

Adventures away you but...

Are you willing to pay the price?

Maiden, Mother, Matriarch;

Swords can become heavy to carry.

Blades can shatter in a forge or rust in the rain;

Swords can be sheathed in scabbards or in death.

Through your wondering and upon adventure's end;

Will you lie in an unmarked and nameless grave?

 

 

Adventures hold many choices...

What will you choose?

Maiden, Mother, Matriarch;

The Arcane can be dangerous to follow.

Fires go out, dimmed in ash and frozen in ice;

Your light fades or burns out and leaves you blackened.

Through your wondering and upon adventure's end;

Will you lie in an unmarked and nameless grave?

 

 

Maiden, Mother, Matriarch;

Three stages of women,

All the same and are one.

Maiden;

Your adventure has begun,

Hone your blade and hands.

Mother;

Swords and scabbards vary in size,

A lens of ice may spark a light.

Matriarch;

Your feet have become weary

And your bones need rest.

 

 

Sisters;

Come gather round...

No matter how many adventures you wonder on;

There is always one thing that is kept in mind...

When your adventures end and your spirit needs rest;

Remember your hearth and family

Are waiting for your return home and that

Is where your heart lays.

 

Maiden, Mother, Matriarch...

Your adventure has just begun!

 

Reviews (1)


  • C. M. Brighid Bachleda

    Guess I will leave a Review for my own work... This short story poem flows well and it can entrance anyone; it speaks to people and seems to have a hidden message. It is beautiful!!

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Comments / Critiques


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    I'm not too knowledgeable in regards to poetry, so I can't properly critique/give advice. What I have read is amazing. I love the stages of life you portrayed. You captured the triple Goddess wonderfully in my opinion. Though I do understand your hesitance to using the word crone, many pagans have embraced the word so it isn't as taboo as you'd think. Though the word matriarch is a wonderful replacement all the same. 

    The repetition used throughout the poem really drilled in the lessons you were delivering, making the statements and symbolism you chose all the more powerful. I adored the contrasting nature of the poem as well. You displayed the power the three faces of women could have as swords-women and enchantresses, but you also emphasized that their is a constant danger as well. 

    All in all, I really enjoyed this poem. I can't really think of anything bad to say about it. Well done.

    Cheers!

    April 9, 2016 | Emi V.