I Like Multiples

I like multiples
of three—
brain, tongue, hand:

mind-love my flesh,
speak to my bones,
caress my soul.

Fresh, Ripe,Wise,
I’ll give you me…
times three.

“Celtic Triple Goddess: Maiden Mother and Crone” 
via Celtic Jackalope

40 comments:

  1. Huge sigh, broad grin, elevated mood = describes me after reading this!!

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    1. My work is done. *mirrors your grin*

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  2. Wonderful poetry. I love the sparse lines that gather up all that needs to be said. I especially love the "fresh, ripe, wise" image of the triple goddess.

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    1. I think symbols tend to bring the best out of most of us. ;-)

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  3. *visualizing a grinning Piano Man*

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  4. Your title caught my eye!!!!

    . . . it's something I've always wanted to know!
    and offering my assistance!! LOL

    Nice !

    Eddie x
    Clouds and Silvery Linings

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    1. Well, good for you, Señor Eddie. Hope the research renders favorable results. ;-)

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  5. i love the number 3... i think anything that is 3 is generally complete...

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  6. A number after my own heart and I love the title :-)

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    1. Great hearts, great minds... and all.

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  7. I am Mother now!!! I like so much pregnant Goddess... I didn't see such statuettes here in India.

    Loving your verses Magaly... sorry I've been away for a while, no, I haven't given birth yet :)))
    Hope you are fine!

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    1. The blooming Goddess has always brought a smile to my face. I bet you look gorgeous with your belly!

      No apologies needed. I bet you are extremely busy getting ready for the arrival of the soul that lives in you. ♥

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    2. The very thought of carrying a life soul inside your own body is thrilling, forget about actually experincing it.
      I see you are busy too with all the wedding preparations, and I hope your health improves now!

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    3. May the mental thrill make the physical aches less pronounce!

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    1. Doesn't the Goddess brings the natural beauty of everything she touches?

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  9. "Fresh, Ripe,Wise,
    I’ll give you me…
    times three." yes,lovely

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    1. "cast a circle round [them] thrice."

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  10. Thursday June holiday

    enjoyed the wordplay in your poem

    much love...

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    1. Words exist to be loved, shared and played with... so, yay!

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  11. How beautiful, knowledgeable and happy a poem! Thank you.

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  12. Love it...and your words bring out the sacredness of three! Hugs

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    1. The perfect circle of beginning, middle, end... and again...

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  13. I've lived a very sheltered life and do not understand a word!
    What is a Multiple? . . . . . . . . ROFL

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    1. I'm always willing to help, Señor Eddie: Multiple.

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    2. You must know I was joking but thanks for the link! lol

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  14. Love this Magaly ;o) I can see you and your Piano Man smiling ;o))))

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    1. Smiling from ear to ear. ;-D

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  15. I liked reading about your multiples of three, Magaly. I had to do a little Google and Wikipedia research to find out about Crone. I liked them best probably in the phases of the Moon with the associated goddesses. My father had this little ditty of three, Mom didn't like it:

    "Mathew, Mark, and John
    Saddle the pig
    And we'll all get on
    "
    ..
    ..

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    1. There are many aspects to the Triple Goggles. I, too, love the way the Maiden, the Mother and the Crone associate to the phases of the Moon. My favorite association is the most obvious one: the circle of life: Birth, Life, Death... and what comes next.

      Poor pig, carrying all that weight. No wonder your mom didn't like it. ;-) This is how I've heard the ditty:
      "Matthew, Mark, Luke and John,
      Hold the horse till I get on;
      When I got on I could not ride,
      I fell off and broke my side."

      I guess the horse is a bit wilder than the pig, lol!

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