FUNNY THING HAPPENED TO ME ON THE WAY TO POST.....

Tee hee.... I know I have been a naughty, naughty girl for not posting.... but hey I think you will agree that it has been well worth the wait... I have several poems for your enjoyment.... Email me, leave a comment, tell me what you think....


I started a new poetry journal and have dutifully titled it, "In Between The Knowing" My first two poetry journals were titled "Painted Pages Of A Poets Heart"....

The following poems are from "In Between The Knowing..."

And the Angel cried out into
The night and the demons fell away,
The voice calling down the rain,
The moon, and the water...
With the force of a God, A spirit
That moves through all that is, was...

And the Angel raised a
Force of wind and light
Casting away the pale shadows
Lurking outsided the lady's hall...

And the Angel fed the flame
Of hope with a Breath Of
Faith burning down the
Walls of decades past...

And the Angel sang the moon's song
Of love , of a faith of ancients
And the lady, the lady she
heard the wind, and the rain
And felt the wals falling, and
She glowed in the light of Evermore...

Renee Herod
8/27/04


Spirit of the End...
Spirit of the Wind...
Spirit of Everything...
Dances on the birth of an idea...
Long left in shadow...
Alone she wept with this thought...
She alone was tempted for the
Taste of the unknown...
Long left to grieve for this spirit...
She alone loved him...

Renee Herod
8/27/04


When the freedom of
Soft wind and moon lit
Night leaves a soul wanting...

And the lady hears a voice calling...
And waiting...
The vision of yet to come will
Always haunt her....
Always the force of nature
Pulling her to a higher dimension
Welcoming the cleansing
Fog of meditation...
She'll always take it...

And the hand of God crashes in
The night and she is within
A realm of illusion... and
She sees...She sees the death
Of her past, of what she was supposed to be...
No comming back again... the force hath taken
And wills her to wait for the comming dawn...

She can feel it, she can feel the
Forces pulling her spirit...
Sending her chasing the glory
of Knowledge... the force , A
Strenght within her own will...
And Illicit love consuming her...


Renee Herod
8/27/04


An element of Fire,
An element of ice,
Born of the moon,
And graced with the
Eyes of the earth
The lady exudes ancient power...

And in the arms of the ancient,
The wise,--- The forgotten,
She blooms like a night orchid
With sweet sadness, but never remorse...

Renee Herod
8/27/04