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Bardic Salvo #2: Nov. 13 th , 2002
By John Odencrantz, July 2002
Original Poem.
Samhain
Samhain This mask foretells a vulture silence
and skeleton. Do apples grow
in gardens on the mermaids' islands?
We feed our devils money now.
Our gape engulfs the creatured ocean,
a bag of SUVs our goad.
Facing-Three-Ways, with her question,
is seated by a forking road.
Thunder crackles in a reed.
For morning's children, bird and leaf,
a lantern head will nurture seed
or clock wheels grind our fears to grief.
In time the Washer at the ford
reclaims her shamed or honored sword.
Knockin on Samhain’s Door
By Anonymous RDNA Druid from Nebraska
Nov 2002, For the Public Domain
Original Lyrics from Bob Dylan’s “ Knockin on Heaven’s Door”
1967
http://bobdylan.50g.com/BD-BDYLAN-
Knockin'%20On%20Heaven's%20Door-1.mid for music.
Server, take these ribbons from me
I can't use them anymore
It's getting too dark to see
Feel I'm knocking on Samhain's door
Chorus:
Knock, knock, knockin' on Samhain's door (x4)
Server, put the whiskey away.
We won't use them anymore
Winter's here with sober days
I feel I'm knockin' on Samhain's door.
Chorus:
Knock, knock, knockin' on Samhain's door (x4)
[Repeat final quartet as needed.]
The Fallen Celt
By Keith Deem (keithdeem@theriver.com)
Original Poem
October 2002 Copyright reserved
"I am not a Reformed Druid of North America, but consider
myself practiced in the Bardic arts, and loyal to the
concepts of Druidry. My name is Keith Deem. My poem is a
desperate and sad warning to use our resources wisely, and listen
to those who try to preserve them. Here is my poem. Sincerely:
Keith"
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The warrior poet arose before the dawn of time,
Ascending against evil within the soul of man,
Searching for balance and steadfast truth,
Love and memories from the heart,
Struggling to overcome the self,
That greed that destroys all,
The diverse existence,
Lamenting despair,
Always hoping,
Until,
All has perished,
Dreams of evermore,
All has faded to extinction,
When not even the fittest survive,
There can be no survival of the fittest,
The desire of the few consuming all there is,
All that will ever be, wasted, fading, falling, marching
Over the earth’s trampled tears and poet’s broken heart,
Into the endless void of ebb and flow, the deep sleep of time
I Am the Very Model
of a Modern A.D.F. Druid
By Some Cheeky Reformed Druids ,
Original "I am the very model of a modern major-general"
For the Public Domain, Oct 2002
http://math.boisestate.edu/gas/pirates/p13.mid for music.
"Apologies tendered in advance to A.D.F., but the muse has
spoken."
SENIOR DRUID
We are the very model of the ADF syndicate
Completed all the paperwork in 501-c triplicate
My documents have stated that I really can go hug a tree
As long as all the hugging will reflect the proper P-I-E
Although the Druids didn't live in parts of southern Pakistan
The ADF has told me go ahead and be one if I can
If Dumezil has said its so then ADF law it shall be
Who cares if it is Celtic because memberships are all we need
ALL
Who cares if it is Celtic because memberships are all we need
Who cares if it is Celtic because memberships are all we need
Who cares if it is Celtic because memberships are all we really
really need
SENIOR DRUID
We are a church because the state says so categorical
With a dozen staff involved in matters financ-i-al
Our seminary program was first and really quite radical
Even though the grading staff has gone on a sabbatical
ALL Our seminary program was first and really quite radical
Even though the grading staff has gone on a sabbatical
SENIOR DRUID
I know our mythic history from Celtic to Indo-Iranian
I can cite the gods from Nordic lands to Peloponesian
I spend my nights in libraries with ancient texts thick in dust
I have not time for trees since for Druids study is a must
We're the fastest growing religion with lots of new improvements
Unfortunately our numbers are dropping due to poor recruitment
We've given up that Wiccan bunk and moved up since R.D.N.A.
We've dropped such colorful excesses and instead chose a dismal
grey