Leaves of Love: Written in fresh crusted grass ink

Of Hidden Desire.

Of Intern Fire.

Our Pheromones are the Town Crier.

Our Eyes the Telephone Pole Flyer.

For truly Passion is the Perfume of life!

The Druid King

Copyright George King July 28, 2012

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You can often find me at www.facebook.com/cosmicsalamander, www.cosmicsalamander.com or our Physical Center The Cosmic Salamander, 5631 NW 77 Ct, Coconut Creek, Florida, 33073, USA 954-698-6926 Fax 954-6989-706 Both Janice and I are available for Psychic reading, other Magick works, writing assignments and even creating new inventions or sharing some of our for you or your company to patent and sell.

Blog Roll

http://thedruidking.blogspot.com I post some of my views and research in the Pagus World

http://sourpearls.blogspot.com I post my Poems other with a small glimpse of SummerLand and the Pagus World from a Druid's point of view.

http://returntosummerland.blogspot.com Obituaries for anyone's loved pets, just e-mail me it and I will post it.

http://inventorsangels.blogspot.com, Will soon be putting up projects that I need funding for that should both help the World and make profits for the investors!

http://projectfreetap.blogspot.com/2011/07/introduction-to-project-free-tap.html Free Water for everyone that on the street and needs a drink, Project free Tap, please share and help

Here are some of Janice-Scott-Readers blogs too.

http://janicescottreeder.blogspot.com/  The Old Druid's Spot

Daily Forecasts, Faery Finder and Magickal Things.

http://holomultiverses.blogspot.com/  Janice's Holomultiverses What the holomultiverses are. I have been able to astral project since birth and some times, I project involuntarily to other worlds. Some are variations of this world. Some are completely alien worlds. This blog is an account of some of the worlds I have found myself in and logged their descriptions.

Shooting Star: Written in the Heavens Fiery Red Passions ink.

To Janice.

 Life is but a Shooting Star. So I burn brightly as across the heavens as I streak.

And upon my death feed the sweet earth beneath our feet.

And if by chance a fair maidens true wish upon me, I have choose to keep.

 Among the Stars reborn again both you I shall surly meet.

 For true love is the oxygen of both man and stars you see.

Feeding the fires of passion in our hearts to forge its scared key.

Once forged in the Stars now and forever you shall be with me.

 The Druid King

The Soul's Alchemy: Written in Golden Blinding Hot Ink.

 

Passion is the Spark, that often lights the Soul's Fires.

As they flare up, the hot  flames engulfing our Desires.

Still we know, the flames of passion can not forever Last.

But it is what we choose to Forge, in this heated consuming Blast.

As we pour the Alchemic melt,  of true soul's gold into our lives hard shaped Mold.

The winds of life's lived adversity's  blow forever cold and with age we grow so Old .

Then comes the trip to SummerLand and this one live's Mold is forever Broken.

Releasing to our eternal Soul another hard earned and learned , Golden Token.

Till centuries later when the Soul's purse has become oh so full, that we can  pay the Goddess's creation Bill.

At last we too now join the Gods and Goddesses in the great  Forever Never with true and complete free Will.

The Druid King

Dedicated to our many and often painful lives and to let all know the Druids true Golden Goal.

Copyright August, 19, 2011 George King

Love's Change: Written in Silver Shimmering Ink.

 

The Sea gives its water to the Sky. The Sky Gives it to the Ground. Does the rain drops know that they may become a great Tree?

 

Do you know what you could become when you touch Me?

 

A frozen Heart of Ice is unchanging, a safe a thing of beauty, for all too See. 

 

But to love it must melt, for hot passion is it's only Key

 

Your heart is frozen, a bright Jewel of sparkling ice. I long to touch it with my fiery desires, but what would become of Thee.

 

You surly would melt in my arms, and when the steam of our passions was all gone, who or what would we Be?

 

We must both give up our self's to love's fiery transformation, that special Alchemy that makes gold from the Sea.

 

Or go  our separate ways, often looking back with a secret tear, never knowing what we gave up to fear, that day, so willingly.

 

The Druid King

 

Dedicated to all that dared to love and lose instead of being so safe but old and sorry.  The Goddess has surely touched your souls.

 

Copyright August,15, 2011 George King