A Poem for Lughnasadh

Aug 04, 2011 12:06

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reverancepavane August 4 2011, 16:57:50 UTC

Why do I get the shivers when I think of any Greek God, let alone the playboy god of the sun, hauling a load of ammonium nitrate "fertilizer" in a big rig.
So you are suggesting the M25 motorway is a direct result of the celtic gods and their love of knotwork. Makes as much sense as Crowley getting out and shifting a few survey stakes a mystically significant number of metres.
And finally, mine own humble contribution to the annals of poetry.

All hail the sun god,
He's such a fun god,
Ra! Ra! Ra!
Which explains why I am a physicist. Happy Lughnasadah to all you people up there clinging perilously to the top of the world, and a happy Imbolc to we few hanging comfortably underneath it.

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little_carrot August 4 2011, 18:53:41 UTC
Indeed! Happy Imbolc! Get out there and dance with the new calves and such.

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jtothecapitalc August 7 2011, 13:00:26 UTC
excellent!

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