I am Her And She is me The guardian in woad A story screams Across the void Marked in battle lines I hear her scream Guttering The pitch black chord of night I am her and She is me There is no true divide I cross the ocean bruised And weary To speak at fire side The lightning calls As once it did The drums of war unfold I am Her And She is me The warrior in woad – Joanne Morris 2017 all rights reserved #war #woad #warrior #dancer #ancestor #celtic #celt #p

Image from Tumblr A thousand waves descended And yet I did not drown Don’t ask me to lie Don’t ever expect me to lie down Warriors are forged And fire is my craft Once you know the secret You can never go back Once they tried to bury me But the earth knows my name And I don’t fit in here I will never be the same I am the howling white wolf My mother is The Crow And if you get a glimpse Then you will never know Don’t expect me to giggle And flirt and flick my

Image -nataliadrepina.deviantart.com There is blood beneath your fingertips Stained once more with dirt The nectar that fills your veins Reminds you what is worth The howling tale upon the wind The Crow cries out for war Tattered wings and battered things A cavern all aglow Shadows deepen calling out Reminds you what’s at stake Crashing waves against the rock Don’t break Don’t break Don’t break – Joanne Morris 2017 All my own work and design all rights reserved #