Fay Slimm.


Birth Rites.

She pulled the cloak tightly around swollen frame
And bending low entered through hole to the cave.

Lush grasses and ferns hid foot-path to rock floor,
The spirits would know she had been there before.

Spirit-sighs flooded cavern with wet ghostly chill.
Requesting rich offerings exchanged for goodwill.

Hide bag she ripped open to present roasted meat.
Kissing altar's stone icon she then made a retreat.

Crouched in tiny recess but quite silent she made
Low obeisance to shadows yet fearless remained.

     She knelt eyes half closed while waiting for signs.     
Prayed for courage to face child-bearing survival.


Ascending she left fresh thanksgivings of grain.
And that Celtic Princess gave birth without pain.

  • Author: Fay Slimm. (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 9th, 2018 03:10
  • Comment from author about the poem: Another short Cornish tale of ancient origin - hope you enjoy.
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 33
  • User favorite of this poem: Heartwriter.
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  • Heartwriter

    Most certainly a fav for me. Loved it Fay!!!!!!!

    • Fay Slimm.

      Ah - a fav again - - bless your warm heart Kat - so pleased you enjoyed the ancient tale of which there are sequels somewhere in my writings. Thank you for your read of a Celtic princess.

    • orchidee

      A fine write Fay.

      • Fay Slimm.

        So glad you visited to read my tall story of a Celtic princess dear Orchi.

      • Michael Edwards

        Enjoy I did Fay

        • Fay Slimm.

          Glad you did Michael - tales spin the rounds and get more mythical in old Celtic Cornwall - - will have to include a few more.

        • BRIAN & ANGELA

          BEAUTIFULLY WRITTEN FAY ~ Like Angela's poem a Sonnet of seven doublets. I love CORWALL ~ It has an air of the SUPERNATURAL. Pixies ~ Tintagel and The Spirits of Cornwall ! I love the story, your Poem relates, of the CELTIC PRINCESS ~ her presents to the SPIRITS ~ and their present to the Princess of Painless Childbirth ! We plan to visit the SW Coast next year ~ One always finds the unexpected ! Thanks for sharing ~ Yours as always BRIAN.

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