little chants hold much power

hallowed ground hallowed ground

the beasts come here to pray

sacred earth sacred earth

the children come and play

make-a pi-le make-a pi-le

they all chant as one

the branch drips dew

the moon drips new

the earth drips you

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red and brown and gold

gather up the scattered ones

make use of all things old

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all corpses stacked up high

they crunch and crinkle

and crush and sprinkle

as children

fling themselves

inside

Mother Goddess walks the winters nude

and bears her body for all to see

until the spring brings new attire

of pink and purple and green

but soon the living garment falls

a carpet on the ground

and there will be

the tiny hands

and voices all around 

make-a pi-le make-a pi-le

stack it high

to the sky

frog and rabbit

kangaroo

look and see

what we can do

crunch and crinkle

crush and sprinkle

ashes ashes we all fall down

and get back

up

up

we get

to

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               make-a pi-le make-a pi-le

                              make-a pi-le make-a pi-le

         make-a pi-le

Reviews

[jenniewren (J.W. Bouwma..]

this is enchanting.. it garners both a small smile for the dreamy child-like structure, and a deep sense of satisfaction for the story of life's cycles unfolding within. you hide (just like in all the old nursery rhymes) a profoundly meaningful story within each stanza..

wonderful, playful structuring

[Samuel Dickens]

There's something rather "Grimm-esque" about this one. It conjures images of olden tales and not-so-child-friendly nursery rhymes--I love it!

[brae]

hmmm... interesting. Thought provoking for sure. Only one thing: you used the wrong form of to. ;-)

[Cherrie Palmer]

very creative you should do well in the contest