Vampire: 100 Days (47)

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Day 47:

Today’s poem is a quickie. I like the basic idea, but I’m throwing down the ideas tonight in hopes that I can come back later and refine it if I still like it.

Vampire
by Beth Weaver-Kreider

He needs our outrage, our fear, our despair.
He feeds  on our anger, our exhaustion.
Creates chaos, watches hungrily
for morsels of panic to consume.
Do not invite him in.
We must starve him.
Feed him our fortitude, our joy, our whimsy.
Prepare feasts of compassion for our neighbors,
banquets of beauty and art, fiestas of free thinking,
Gorge him with humor and hilarity.
These things he cannot abide.
They will not nourish him.
Bring him into the sunlight.

Crocheting with such fine yarn is really slow going. This is when I usually start to abandon a project. So this is the point of my choice to finish my UFOs for this 100 days—to keep me engaged in projects that don’t show a lot of progress.

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Serviceberry: 100 Days (46)

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Day 46:

I crocheted two rows on the grey panel tonight.

Serviceberry
by Beth Weaver-Kreider

shadblow snow scatters petals
across the walk
last year’s nest (left empty
by robins fledged last spring)
hidden now (almost) in starry blossoms

this tree (named for the fish
that fed the Susquehannocks)
spawns rose and purple berries
(sharp tang, and sweet) in May and June
each blossom now a promise
of tomorrow’s delight

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Meanwhile: 100 Days (45)

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A couple rows on the gray panel while I listened to Heather Cox Richardson talk about the mad king and his unhinged war. I think I’ll head to the Lancaster Make Some Noise Protest this evening.

Meanwhile
by Beth Weaver-Kreider

Meanwhile, he threatens genocide.
Meanwhile, we hold children in concentration camps.
Meanwhile, there’s still no justice for people shot in the streets.
Meanwhile, he is still in the Epstein Files.
Meanwhile, the children don’t care about your damn signature.
Meanwhile, he probably shouldn’t even be allowed near children.
Meanwhile, we bombed a girls’ school.
Meanwhile, we killed over one hundred people on boats in the Caribbean.
Meanwhile, they’re serving rotten in the concentration camps.
Meanwhile, girls and women are getting raped in the concentration camps.
Meanwhile, sick people aren’t receiving medical care in the concentration camps.
Meanwhile, he keeps threatening war crimes.
Meanwhile, some Christians still call him God’s Chosen.
Meanwhile, he is increasingly unhinged and impaired.
Meanwhile

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Shapeshifting: 100 Days (44)

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Day 44:

A little more work today on the Grey panel of the shrug. I counted my hearts and flowers for Pride: 129 in the current batch.

Shapeshifting
by Beth Weaver-Kreider

Before I was born I was a little owl
gliding over moonlit fields
listening with the dish of my face
feeling my way through air
as a fish feels the water
which is both its existence
and its road.

When I die, I will curl into the womb
of the World, the coils of my snake body
sliding through the passages of earth
which will be both my pathway
and my truth.

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Question: 100 Days (43)

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Day 43:

Finished panel 2 in the shrug. This is definitely not going to fit if I construct it as I was thinking of doing. Some re-designing will be necessary. Unlike my knitted sweater, this is not something I would completely frog and re-do.

I also made the pink hearts and flowers and the rose today. The little blue heart was a gift from a friend, along with the three stones. I finished the last of my Kilimanjaro tea in my Tanzania mug. Blueberry mango smoothie for supper.

Question
by Beth Weaver-Kreider

Who is calling your name in the dawn?
Whose voice do you hear in the garden?
Will you come alive?
Will you be reborn?

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Magic: 100 Days (42)

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Day 42:
Spent yesterday visiting beloveds and didn’t get home until late. Here is yesterday’s project and poem. A couple rows on the shrug (with some frogging in the process) and hearts and a scrappy grey flower. The scrap basket I finished yesterday, except for weaving in the ends. I heard a raven cronk  behind the dawn chorus when I was out taking photos. Grandma’s (green) and Aunt Lizzie’s (brown) crochet hooks.

Birth
by Beth Weaver-Kreider 

What bird sang
at the moment you were born? 

What animal stood suddenly,
poised and waiting, 
listening as if
for the tiniest murmur
in the quivering air? 

What bud felt the surge
of life force in its roots 
and bloomed?

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Mystery: 100 Days (41)

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Day 41:

Today’s Project Work: A few more rows on the yellow piece of the shrug, and three pink hearts.

Today’s Poem:

Mystery
by Beth Weaver-Kreider

When did you first notice
that you could smell the corn pollen wafting
over the hill in the summer breeze?

When did you first feel the urge
to leap over streams and bolt
through the underbrush?

When did you first see the shadow
of antlers when the rising moon
flowed over your shoulders?

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Strength: 100 Days (40)

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Day 40:

More rows on the yellow section of the bamboo shrug today, a Forest Fae card reminding me to keep going, and a thoughtful note of kind words from a friend.

Strength
by Beth Weaver-Kreider

Lionwoman opens her jaws
claws catching savannah grasses
releases a yawn.

The force is Love
the choice to live
as though woman
and lion are one.

(With gratitude to Beth Owl’s Daughter for her reflections on the Strength card.)

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Hunger: 100 Days (39)

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Day 39:

I took up my bamboo shrug project today. I haven’t worked on it for a long time, so I had to figure out the pattern of stitches again, and I made two rows before I realized that I had started at the wrong point in the pattern, so I unraveled back to my starting point and got it right the second time. I love the silky softness of this yarn.

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Hunger
by Beth Weaver-Kreider

What are you really hungry for?
–Rob Brezsny

Today I have the hunger of the crow,
that is to say, ravenous for shiny,
starving for the artful view
of chimney tops and aerials,
roof ledges, and nests high
and twiggy in the sycamore,
near to where the eagles feed
their own insatiable young.

Today hunger resides not in my belly,
round as it is with the recent birth
of my cronehood, but is lodged
somewhere inside my indigo eye,
deeper dark even than my wings.
If I could, I would consume the world
with my shining eyes, filling my soul
with the map of my unquenchable yearning.

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Poppets: 100 Days (38)

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Day 38: 

I made a few more hearts and flowers, and finished two more poppets tonight, so I have ten in a batch waiting for the next set when Radiance runs low. I won’t dress them all just yet. You can find my Little Protector Dolls at https://www.herbsfromthelabyrinth.com/shop/spiritual-tools-altar-items/magical-tools/little-protector-dolls/

April is when I get caught in project overlap, when the 100 Day Project continues, but here comes National Poetry Month, and I must write a poem a day! They may end up being short toss-offs mostly this year, but we’ll see. Rule Number One for me is that I am free to create garbage. Something good always comes out of the process.

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