Ancestral Spirits

[Beryl McMullen]

Ancestral Spirits

My soul an endless rosy glow
Where ancestral spirits dwell
For they have become a part of me
In flesh blood bone and cell
One sees a look from far or near
Come to the window of mine eye
At different times and place to mirror
A smile a gesture a sigh!
All play their notes to my song
Button makers, poets and thieves
Dance to music with my spirit
Throughout my dreams they weave
I wouldn’t be me if it wasn’t for them
Whose long shadow touches my soul?
Recognise talents inside of me
Just fragments of their whole!
Soul’s vital spark stirs the senses
Of an ancestral spirits pride
To move with determination
My inner light to guide!

                                     Beryl McMullen

[Holly]

BERYL, 'For me'.... That is the best piece of poetry you have ever written...Cat

[Sheila NZ]

Yes I could "see" those  spirits dancing round and maybe guiding your hand, its funny eh the way other people can put into words that which one often thinks,,,,Good one Beryl.

Now 2 questions   1..whats happened to the worlds "best" poet Rupi?
2, And how come you are so quiet lately?
Come on let us have the full blast of your thoughts,OK

[Beryl McMullen]

Hi Holly and Sheila obviously this poem struck a chord – Thanks so very much to both of you for your comments. . .

Sheila, as regards Rupi I haven’t heard and I really think he believed he was helping with the poetry. He has not been banned so he can come back at any time.

Why I have been quiet – Perhaps it is because I have a nephew living in California at age 54  despite the chemotherapy this past year he is in the last stage of Cancer. . .  so hard on my sister when i am here in Canada. . .