Ley's Walk

I walk along my Ley.
Like the ancients did so far far away.

Oh Ley hear once again my call.
Druid back from ancient fall.

Rise and greet my in our secret way.
As I walk again from far yesterday.

Whisper to me knowledge lost so long ago.
That like the ancient Druids the truth I may really know.

For your sweet blood I  would walk in ice and snow.
While your power to others, I can not show.

I too am ancient Druid of Oak and Ley.
Reborn this far and distant day.

Greet and guide me oh my ancient Ley.
That in this life I may re-find our lost and Magick way.

TDK / The Druid King

Copyright George King  September, 13, 2015

Schrödinger’s Cat

The Strings bind the tides of Time.

Allowing our Souls to create the Rhyme

Schrödinger’s Cat was not Blind.

Nor the Druids lost in Time

And Summerland is just of of Phase..

So know you Well. the gods you Praise.

TDK 01-12-2015

Mataha Druii

The Sun is bright but speaks only to the Leaves.

The Moon is mysterious but speaks only to the Roots.

The Moray Eel is shy quick and deadly but speaks only to the Soul.

The Mataha Druid is Old and perhaps even wise.
Shy like the Moray, has heard the songs of Sun and Moon.

Knows the depths of Sky and Sea and carries the feather of Summerland's way.

Yet He or She teaches few, for rare are those that would fair pay.
And our Ley is old our way even older, our woods dark and deep.

Yet the path without a sign was never free nor shall it ever be.

TDK / The Druid King

Copyright George King December 2014



  

Bells on the Ley

I walk alone the darken Ley

Bells gently ringing my sacred Way.

Just me Stars and Silver Moon.

Both Candles and Lover to whom I Swoon.

Come Morning to most it is just a Road.

Yet to Druid it is part of our ancient Code.

Scars we left so deep in the Dragon's Land.

From our times before that of modern Man.

When Druid and Fae broke the Ice to free the Way.

Little did we see the Hell that Earth would become Today.

With great Power we burned through the Frozen Rock and Clay

But with love of Earth that Man has lost in centuries of Moral Decay.

And now most Druii are gone with First Forest and all Fae.

For those Druid left we are but Shadow Ghost of lost Yesterday.

Still each morn we call the Sun and it comes again.

Till last when we are none and Darkest Evil will have Won.

TDK / The Druid King



Copyright George King October 10, 2014

Runic year 2264. 

The Druid

Like the Oak we change the land . 

Roots deep that never sleep.

Making Soil where there was sand.

Body reaching for the Stars.

Till Lighting or Age bring us down.

Yet from root or Acorn we do another round.

Squirrel Bird and even Man.

They come and go like shadows across the land.

Yet Sun - Moon - Rain and Snow.

These better than most we understand.

And We, the Fae - with the Gods, will be back.

Sans Glamour  -  to reclaim our Land.





Penned in Runic Era 2264


Moon Rising

Babel Risen


TDK / The Druid King



Copyright George King October 02, 2014 

Summerlands Hard Road, Death for The Living

Death of those Near and Dear always hurt the living.

 Whether Family, Lover Friend or Scale Feather Fur. 

Here are a few Blogs I have done to Try and help Druid, Pagan or just friend in these Happy Sad times.

Summerland Soul Watch 

http://hoodoo-vodou-druido-grove.blogspot.com/2013/10/summerland-soul-watch.html

"Death only hurts the Living" TDK

A Druid's Duty to the families and loved ones of the Dead.

http://thedruidking.blogspot.com/2014/04/death-only-hurts-living-tdk.html

Summerland's Crossing (Funeral) Ritual Poems 
What to say or share at this Very Sad and Happy Time.http://hoodoo-vodou-druido-grove.blogspot.com/2014/04/summerlands-crossing-funeral-ritual.html

Shades Kiss

http://soulpearls.blogspot.com/2015/08/shades-kiss.html

Preparing for Death workbook.
http://www.documbase.com/goto/4036337-7dd829fd20c92e5ee15b9c63a15ea5ee/Death-and-Dying-Notebook-final-Hail-and-Welcome%21-%3A%3A-The-Druid.pdf

Funeral Rite for Burial
http://www.pagan-transitions.org.uk/Funeral%20rite%20for%20burial.pdf

Moon Rising on us all
TDK / The Druid King

The Druid's Root written in faded brown ink of tannin gall.

The Oak weeps with the Willow

For the Withered  Root of the Druid's

Now just a Dandelion

In today's grass that is unkind

A pretty flower weed to most

Not the Mighty Oaks of our ancient boost.

Tar and Assfault cover the Ley

Concrete crumples were once the Fae did play.

Earplugs and Ipod help keep Nature away.

The only Magick we have is on the Blue-Ray

Tears of Druidia turn Crystal in our Adders Lay

Yet some Stones still stand as we to once did tall in Far Yesterday.

TDK / The Druid King

(c) George King  (except for images) 2014

Beltane and Lady Rosemary

Good Morning Lady Rosemary, how does your garden grow?

Strong my Lord Druid, with Dark Green needles full of spice.

Just waiting for you to taste and know.

And sprinkle a few dry ones in the Beltane incense so strong "A-Maying you may go..

Twas our lover's secret lost so long long ago.

Now kiss me quick and let me grow.

TDK / The Druid King, The Druid King

(c) George King 04-29-2014 George King

Note: This poem is not a recommendation to try anything !!!

Witch Stregheria

Boil Boil Smoke and Trouble

Bring me a Buttered Garlic Roll on the Double

Less I make thee in this Cauldron but a Bubble.

TDK

(c) George King 2014

I should perhaps not fix Soup at  4:30 AM for Dinner. Lol

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Love is a Living Altar that never Dies even when the body does.

I stood by your bed last night, I came to have a peep.
I could see that you were crying, You found it hard to sleep.
I whined to you softly as you brushed away a tear,
"It's me, I haven't left you, I'm well, I'm fine, I'm here."

I was close to you at breakfast, I watched you pour the tea,
You were thinking of the many times, your hands reached down to me.
I was with you at the shops today, Your arms were getting sore.
I longed to take your parcels, I wish I could do more.

I was with you at my grave today, You tend it with such care.
I want to re-assure you, that I'm not lying there.
I walked with you towards the house, as you fumbled for your key.
I gently put my paw on you, I smiled and said " it's me."

You looked so very tired, and sank into a chair.
I tried so hard to let you know, that I was standing there.
It's possible for me, to be so near you everyday.
To say to you with certainty, "I never went away."
You sat there very quietly, then smiled, I think you knew...
In the stillness of that evening, I was very close to you.

The day is over... I smile and watch you yawning
and say "good-night, God bless, I'll see you in the morning."
And when the time is right for you to cross the brief divide,
I'll rush across to greet you and we'll stand, side by side.
I have so many things to show you, there is so much for you to see.

Be patient, live your journey out...then come home to be with me.

Author ~ Sammie Klaehn

Even a a Druid and Quill of Summer's Lands I still shed a Tear for So many Familiars and paws friends I was loved and they have crossed over.

TDK / The Druid King

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Thanks in advance. GK

Chips of stone along the Ley.

Oh what tales they could tell of the Cole-Mens way.

I walk the Ley and still carry the two stone blades of Night and Day.
And tho I am old, I  still seek the lost keys to the henge of yesterday.

I know the Druid's secret of the Egg.
But have not found it yet.
So bits and pieces of knowledge from the Gods I still must beg.

I speak and teach of what few alive have ever known.
For what I share comes not from books but from bone.

That our Art is both Black and White.
As is Day and is Night.

Of the well I try and share how deep it really is.
Yet find the Acorns are left twisting in my words rhyme.

From hence we came, so few remember or accept.
So this we leave under the deep stones of our step.

A secret untold is not a lie, I do behold.
For Druid's honor owes no boon to any soul.
And better ears then of those today have been made of stone.

Soon Sun is here so I must go as I walk alone the Ley.

TDK / The Druid King

Copyright  2013 George King

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You can often find me at :
www.facebook.com/cosmicsalamander
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Or at our Physical Center The Cosmic Salamander,
 5631 NW 77ct, 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.comI post some of my views and research in the Pagus World

http://sourpearls.blogspot.comI post my Poems other with a small glimpse of SummerLand and the Pagus World from a Druid's point of view.
http://returntosummerland.blogspot.comObituaries 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 profets for the investors!

http://projectfreetap.blogspot.com/2011/07/introduction-to-project-free-tap.html
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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.

Finding the Fae, written in glittering Silver Green ink.

One must go where they sing and play.

If your Heart is right there they may still stay.

And when they get to known you, a bit of Glamour may slip away.

For  finding the Fae is really bring allowed glimpse of World as it was long Yesterday.

Before Mankind learned Rape it and have only his way. 

And we lost Magick on that sad Day.

Yet for Druid True, they still share a bit anyway.

For Druid and Fae were both Friend and Honored Enemy.

In the long Lost Blue of Yesterday.

TDK / The Druid King

Copyright  2013 George King

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The Druid King / George King
You can often find me at :
www.facebook.com/cosmicsalamander
,www.cosmicsalamder.com

Or at our Physical Center The Cosmic Salamander,
 5631 NW 77ct, 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.comI post some of my views and research in the Pagus World

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

Names

I have been called so many along Life's eternal Way.

Quill of Summer's land and the Dead.

Bard of the Ley and Mystic Way.

Dark Druid of Death by the Fae.

Good Friend True Oak along life's Way.

Enemy from hell, worst than Pictish Blue

Moon's Lover of the Night

Sun's caller to bring the Bright.

None were Wrong and all were Right

But am just an Adder lost in Time.

Would reopen the Henge and  the Portal but can not remember the Rhyme.

So Die I must and turn to Dust.

But Lust of life will bring me back Again.

For being Immortal is my Sin.

TDK / The Druid King

Copyright  2013 George King

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The Druid King / George King
You can often find me at :
www.facebook.com/cosmicsalamander
,www.cosmicsalamder.com

Or at our Physical Center The Cosmic Salamander,
 5631 NW 77ct, 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.comI post some of my views and research in the Pagus World

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

Druii in Silver Cords:

Yes I now live in a Human Shell.

I have been  to Heaven and to Hell.

But I Drui and in Summer-Lands my Golden Soul does eternal Dwell.

Moon Rising
TDK

Who am I ? written in Brass Green Ink.

My Voice is know both Far and Near
But at my home I am always here.

All know of me and that I bring tiding of Glad or Fear.
Yet few have moved me as I set here.

I am cast of Fire and frozen in the Clay.
I was born and grew cold in but a single Day.

I have out lived my every lover and shed the Tear as they passed Away.
And when a new one is born, I sing out on their very first Day.

I am Bell and never leave but guide all along their Way.
An for you I shall Pearl too  when it is your very last Day.

TDK

(c) George King 2013

The Path of Imbas, written in Souls ink

Many seek, of Prophet Speak, that walk the the bard or fili path.


They risk both  Mind and Soul to for but a sip of 'Imbas Forosna'  from 'Cauldron Awen'.
For it is said to give a Futures Peek while turning one's tongue to Silver and Lips to Blue

Made of the ancient Oak God's mystic poetic Gold.
Gift of the lost Druids that once were so Bold.

Oh where is this Cauldron that the Bard and Fili Seek.
Just the sight of it makes a strong mind reel and Weak


To it there is not road nor proven way.

Some find it at darkest of the Night
Others in the burning Sun of Day

For it is a hard, hidden and a Cosmic only Way
So if your path is Marked, of true Imbas you may never Say.

Only by being Lost can the Bard find what others never See.
For this is the way of Druids or Gods and of like a Bard must also Be.

Or forever only Parrot speak of what which was, and never ever of

what shall Be.

TDK

(C) George King 2013

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You can often find me at www.facebook.com/cosmicsalamander,www.cosmicsalamder.comor our Physical Center The Cosmic Salamander, 5631 NW 77ct, 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.comI 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 profets 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.

Kiss of Curse written in Druid's Verse

For those Druids on the Ley
To do a Curse is normal as the Day.

For is not a Curse but a Selective Blessing in disguise.
To give instant Karma is the Druid secret of the wise.

Seldom will a Curse ever truly right the wrong.
But Druid's Rosc is such a bitter and sweet song.

A Bard with Skill Heart and the Art may cast such a charm.
With proper Time and in Rhyme, yes it will do great harm.

So with Staff in hand, we cast The Ravens Feast
And by our will do release, the great Dark Beast.

TDK

The Well of Time

When one looks into the Well of Time.

Its waters are dark and bitter with tannin and brine.


Yet the fossils of truth and wisdom can be found.

Encased in history long ago gone to ground.


One must seek with both a open mind and heart.

For like the Future reading the past is a Prophets Art.

TDK


(c) George King August 18, 2013

Shadows along the Ley.

Another Druid poem. Perhaps its riptides will take you out to the Sea of Awen.

The shadows fall long in the darkness of the night.
Because behind you there still is yet a Ray of ancient light.

Into them you slowly walk down the Ley.
While the sands of time pour out a another Day.

It is quite and very cold  to  heart and soul along the Ley.
For a hundred thousand years you have walked this secret lonely way.

Leaving so many bodies turned dust and of bone of Stone.
Still none of them them, could ever really claim you for their own.

And once again you walk the the hard hurt lands of the Druid's Ley.
The World beckons with flashing lights and glamor of a modern Day

But for the Dark Druid  skinwalker, the Ley is his only home and to our kind offers so much  more.
Pausing  again to  listen to the eternal Seas of the of Time whispering as they crest upon its magick shore.

Over and over they cry out. You are Adder, you are Back, You are with Us, You are Ours Evermore.

Poem of Taliessin: translated by Edward Celtic Davies

"I am a Druid; I am an architect; I am a prophet; I am a serpent" (Adder)

TDK

(c) George King 2013

Mystery of the Fae.

Just a few hours before the roster crows, the old Druid at last back, makes his way.

Tess time of the Full Close Moon and night was a bright as many a day.

A smile had crossed his lips as he blew his second immortal Lady a kiss along the Ley.

For each night he must go to the Alter Stones and feed the Demon stray.

They guard the hidden portal to land of the other way.

Out of which each night come the Swarms that only the High Druidess can see.

Or he with his hidden secret tech of the day.

But now he is home and Green and Gold vertical slit eyes shine with joy.

He is back, back, in a strange language they all seem to say.

Old body tired he almost falls as tails twist and block his way.

Chuckling to himself for in his mind he is still young and nimble as the wind.

Not like this body of old driftwood that across to many distant seas has been.

From a pocket on in his oh so worn clothes, he take out a small stone picked up, on the not quite Ley

It is cold to touch even in this hot night, I am special it seems to say.

Holding it up and with a sigh. I swear by Air, Land and Sea.

The Fae did not leave us as all believe, but have turned.

And now it's Cats that they all truly appear to be.

Moon Rising

TDK / The Druid King

Copyright George King July 22, 2013