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I came to be, long ages past it seems to me,
In the land of the hidden people,
The painted and tattooed people
Who carved their spirits into stone,
In geometry and animal forms,
But keeping their secrets unwritten,
Rather dying than reveal the drunken poesy
That spilled from the heather onto their lips.
Fields to school me, filled with wheat,
Or fly-buzzed sheep and cattle.
Basket of eggs lined with silver filigree,
Where sea surrounds to fuse with skies
Rarely entirely blue.

Settling in time, for the next long age,
I lived as a young man in the land of Aneirin,
Gododdin, land between the walls.
An age of craft and riches,
Of walking the Lady's stony breasts,
Meeting with the stag in the deep wood,
Learning the wonders of the trees.
An age of climbing, striving,
Gaining gold and home,
Even a powder blue Lady of Mercy.
An age, as it became, of the Tower,
Building so much on sand, you see -
Wife and work until they broke me.

And so to a new age, and a new land,
Emergent moth, drab and closer to the light.
That light become a new, red, love,
(Still harkening for Celtic shores by blood)
And all begins anew.
Anew in arid, sun-chased places,
Scrubby trees root in sun-dried seas,
Beneath me a league of shellfish stone
And black gold squeezed from life
By geological weights of time.
Petroglyphs tell faintly of the earliest here,
Camped by spring to trade and follow bison,
Soft Jumano whispers on the wind.

Here in this age I have found an oasis, my magic,
Children brought by love, mine now wholehearted.
The littlest Stitch, my flesh, glitched and knows it, alas -
My care and my happy thought.
I'm looking to future aeons.
A poem about my journey through life, as child, young and middle aged man. I've come from the farmlands of Scotland to city life, had a high-flowing career followed by a messy divorce and nervous breakdown, then rediscovered myself thousands of miles away in smalltown Texas, finding love, a "hers,mine and ours" family and caring for my autistic son. Now I'm wondering what the future holds.
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Achija Featured By Owner Sep 17, 2011  Hobbyist General Artist
WOW.
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Cernig Featured By Owner Sep 17, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
Thank you!
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Achija Featured By Owner Sep 17, 2011  Hobbyist General Artist
The pleasure was all mine.
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ancientpoet Featured By Owner Sep 16, 2011
Sounds like my life to a degree, though I never found a lady who could love as I do, sadly. I no longer wonder what the future holds, I give back what I can and sleep in the peace and comfort of what I have left. Beautiful soliloquy on your life :)

Patrick
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Cernig Featured By Owner Sep 16, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
Thanks, Patrick.

"I give back what I can and sleep in the peace and comfort of what I have left."

That sounds like something I could definitely be happy to aspire to. You're a wise man, my friend.

BB, Steve
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ancientpoet Featured By Owner Sep 16, 2011
I've even been called ancient LOL My youngest son calls me oldie, lovingly, but mostly pops, thankfully. Have a good night Steve, I'm off for the day.

Patrick
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SylvanSmith Featured By Owner Sep 16, 2011  Hobbyist General Artist
This was another great poem. I wonder if you have ever written short stories. I liked the reference to Scotland. The pictish paint and carved stones. I have never been there, but it looks magnificent (the country and wild there).
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Cernig Featured By Owner Sep 16, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
Hi belisarius - thanks for the kind words and encouragement yet again. It's a lot of years since I've written short stories, but I've certainly been thinking about doing so again.
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SylvanSmith Featured By Owner Sep 16, 2011  Hobbyist General Artist
You should write a short story, I could imagine that the elements of your style would be well suited to that task.
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Cernig Featured By Owner Sep 16, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
I've got a couple in mind. There's one which would be pretty whimsical, a retelling of a fairie story I made up for my daughter when she was tiny, and another far more serious. I'll need to find the time. :-)
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