Song of the Fetish – Bear Voice

I flow on the stream whose energies propel me into salmon womb.

Along the banks of rivers flows my call of waking is Spring’s birth as well. Pushing out other hopes of berries smack-lipped and honey-pressings.  As I pursue the fish there is one who pursues me.  I carry his arrow on my back as turqoise emblem, reminding need for courage against quick possibilities Death devises this slippery day.

The winds shift as does my strength. Sleep calling me back, salmoning my eager heart.


About christineemmert

Words have been part of my life. First the spoken word in my time as an actress and increasingly the written word in my shift to writer. I write across the genres, but mostly as a playwright and poet. My interest as my life extends is in the realm of tethering myth to the mundane reality where I live. In this vein I have expanded into stories and novels. Presently I look at how myths taken from past cultures can affect us today. Hence my novella of Lilith which is out on Kindle . I live in the Eastern Woodlands where I try to incorporate nature into my many writing projects. We are so in danger of losing that link to our very planet!
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