Long Poems About Magic
#magic
Long poems about magic. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
Petals For The Hatter’s Bands
Petals For The Hatter’s Bands
“I’ve outgrown all my sweet sixteen dresses. Being eighteen feels so strange. It is even more peculiar than falling down the rabbit hole when I was but a wee lass.”
“Don’t feel glum my dear. It will feel like a dress tailored just for you in the bat of your eyelashes.”
“Will I still get to visit you here in this wonderland I have come to call home?”
“You will see us when you dream.”
“I hope so. I’d be lost without your tea parties.”
The Hatter says, “Let me go pick the berries that...
“I’ve outgrown all my sweet sixteen dresses. Being eighteen feels so strange. It is even more peculiar than falling down the rabbit hole when I was but a wee lass.”
“Don’t feel glum my dear. It will feel like a dress tailored just for you in the bat of your eyelashes.”
“Will I still get to visit you here in this wonderland I have come to call home?”
“You will see us when you dream.”
“I hope so. I’d be lost without your tea parties.”
The Hatter says, “Let me go pick the berries that...
#dreams
#magic
#surreal
#tea
#women
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Broken-record
I.
I wish I was a Witch
imbued through grace
beget by the knowledge of Truth
to combat ignorance
I'd proudly proclaim the title
bowing to Mother Nature
for gifting me the moniker
of so brave the women
—maiden, mother, and crone—
who suffered under religiosity
from pointy fingers
and judgmental tongues
condemning them to death
II.
...
I wish I was a Witch
imbued through grace
beget by the knowledge of Truth
to combat ignorance
I'd proudly proclaim the title
bowing to Mother Nature
for gifting me the moniker
of so brave the women
—maiden, mother, and crone—
who suffered under religiosity
from pointy fingers
and judgmental tongues
condemning them to death
II.
...
#magic
#pagan
#universe #witches
#universe #witches
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In the Shadows of He
In the dim light of ancient halls,
He whispers softly,
We hear his calls,
a friend clothed in shadows,
in smoke and fire they say,
keeping the church alive,
a warm embrace for cold fears,
preaching hellfire and brimstone,
a spire of dread pointing skyward,
where the devil dances,
a charred marionette on strings of sin.
Oh, false doctrines rise like smoke,
a specter, a finger-wagging savior,
teaching dagger and cloak,
“Beware! The adversary lurks,”
they warn with trembling lips,
“He,...
He whispers softly,
We hear his calls,
a friend clothed in shadows,
in smoke and fire they say,
keeping the church alive,
a warm embrace for cold fears,
preaching hellfire and brimstone,
a spire of dread pointing skyward,
where the devil dances,
a charred marionette on strings of sin.
Oh, false doctrines rise like smoke,
a specter, a finger-wagging savior,
teaching dagger and cloak,
“Beware! The adversary lurks,”
they warn with trembling lips,
“He,...
#devil
#God
#magic
#mythology
#religion
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Sacred Dust
In moonlight’s glow
and shadows grey
wafting incense
and cleansing sage
a coarsen circle of salt
seals shut the gate
A potion of spells
begins to take hold
a Life-force of energy
emanating Love
Transcendental planets
begin to align—
Uranus, Neptune
and Pluto by design
The binds of ancient portals
release their sacred lock
Spirits of our Ancestors
beyond the veil come forth
Incandescent bodies of light
illuminate the hour
Ashes of Earth begin to rise ...
and shadows grey
wafting incense
and cleansing sage
a coarsen circle of salt
seals shut the gate
A potion of spells
begins to take hold
a Life-force of energy
emanating Love
Transcendental planets
begin to align—
Uranus, Neptune
and Pluto by design
The binds of ancient portals
release their sacred lock
Spirits of our Ancestors
beyond the veil come forth
Incandescent bodies of light
illuminate the hour
Ashes of Earth begin to rise ...
#magic
#pagan
#witches
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Gunfighters Goetia
Out on the plains where the coyotes cry,
Rode a man in black ‘neath a blood-red sky
His boots hit the dust with a heavy fall
And whispers followed him, the Devil’s call
His face was hidden, his eyes burned low
A brimmed hat shaded what none could know
The town folks whispered as he rode in
Of the gun at his side, and his life of sin
They say he knew words from a book of fear
He’d speak to shadows no man could hear
By candlelight, when the moon hung still
He’d summon forces to bend his will
His pistol gleamed, but it...
Rode a man in black ‘neath a blood-red sky
His boots hit the dust with a heavy fall
And whispers followed him, the Devil’s call
His face was hidden, his eyes burned low
A brimmed hat shaded what none could know
The town folks whispered as he rode in
Of the gun at his side, and his life of sin
They say he knew words from a book of fear
He’d speak to shadows no man could hear
By candlelight, when the moon hung still
He’d summon forces to bend his will
His pistol gleamed, but it...
#dark
#historical
#magic
#narrative
#rhyming
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settles for wisdom the greater fate
hearing the echo in the corridor
your footsteps told me you're leaving
you're leaving and, my soul is shattering
my pneuma is breath of your breath
surrendering to you utterly
my vow I will follow you to my death
my dearest Adonai
if you wish it you will not see me
but like I, you can feel my movements
confession, I get close to people and you take them from me
you and the men say they aren't good enough for me
you harden their hearts against me
and take them away
I am devastated and you want to...
your footsteps told me you're leaving
you're leaving and, my soul is shattering
my pneuma is breath of your breath
surrendering to you utterly
my vow I will follow you to my death
my dearest Adonai
if you wish it you will not see me
but like I, you can feel my movements
confession, I get close to people and you take them from me
you and the men say they aren't good enough for me
you harden their hearts against me
and take them away
I am devastated and you want to...
#faith
#fate
#magic
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A Steed From Nowhere
The dim yellow light in the kitchen flickers with an erratic and unearthly dance, casting elongated shadows that writhe and twist with unnatural animation. The fire's uncertain glow only deepens the oppressive atmosphere, magnifying the dark, malignant presence that lingers just beyond the threshold of perception. The cigarette smolders in the ashtray, its tendrils of smoke curling upwards as if bearing the heavy weight of the detective’s dread and despair.
The kitchen, once a refuge of warmth and familiarity, now exudes an air of suffocating malevolence. The peeling floral wallpaper,...
The kitchen, once a refuge of warmth and familiarity, now exudes an air of suffocating malevolence. The peeling floral wallpaper,...
#curse
#dark
#magic
#narrative
#shadows
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magic
entertaining the shadows across my mirror
when at first I look I though it was me
but nay it was ringer with an elongated chin
sharp looking eyes and a devilish grin
it was saying something, a chant
then suddenly it was behind me
directly communicating to my mind
it said it will bode well with you not to fight
relax and take a trip with me it's your fate
he moved quickly I was blankly staring
he said over here my dear
then we enter a portal
I felt tingles up my spine
we were time traveling
he said to a...
when at first I look I though it was me
but nay it was ringer with an elongated chin
sharp looking eyes and a devilish grin
it was saying something, a chant
then suddenly it was behind me
directly communicating to my mind
it said it will bode well with you not to fight
relax and take a trip with me it's your fate
he moved quickly I was blankly staring
he said over here my dear
then we enter a portal
I felt tingles up my spine
we were time traveling
he said to a...
#magic
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Grand Ball
It was the day of the grand ball.
There was a fancy hall and a golden chandelier.
The hall was full of people of all kinds.
Women in dresses,paper fans.
And gentlemen in fancy suits.
As the music plays,everyone sways.
To the music,to the beat.
Everyone danced with their partners,moving to the beat.
Couples swaying,symphony playing.
And all of the lovely things your lover is saying.
As all couples began to prance.
They swayed and began to dance.
Arriving to the grand ball.
In the fancy,decorated musical...
There was a fancy hall and a golden chandelier.
The hall was full of people of all kinds.
Women in dresses,paper fans.
And gentlemen in fancy suits.
As the music plays,everyone sways.
To the music,to the beat.
Everyone danced with their partners,moving to the beat.
Couples swaying,symphony playing.
And all of the lovely things your lover is saying.
As all couples began to prance.
They swayed and began to dance.
Arriving to the grand ball.
In the fancy,decorated musical...
#hope
#love
#magic
#motivational
#uplifting
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The Essential Will Carrie
In this place so caught and cursed by the onset of decline,
In a country marked by loss across her cravings of desire,
Where every ragged step falters lonely on the ledge,
And words from blistered lips recant the wistfulness of fate.
The scars are daily present where the power left the land,
And the lights will only flicker at the shadow of your hand,
Now when winter spreads its rumour there’s no hiding from its claim,
Nor the stifling accusations unconditioned summer brings.
To a fragment of this country where more roamers scratch a...
In a country marked by loss across her cravings of desire,
Where every ragged step falters lonely on the ledge,
And words from blistered lips recant the wistfulness of fate.
The scars are daily present where the power left the land,
And the lights will only flicker at the shadow of your hand,
Now when winter spreads its rumour there’s no hiding from its claim,
Nor the stifling accusations unconditioned summer brings.
To a fragment of this country where more roamers scratch a...
#magic
#mystery
#Romanticism #spiritual
#Romanticism #spiritual
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The Alchemist and the Angel
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#angels
#dark
#horror
#magic
#redemption
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Book review: A Marvellous Light, by Freya Marske
Okay, so I don't normally do book reviews, actually I don't do them at all. I just sometimes think about what I would say if someone asked about what I'm reading. No one ever asks.
This book almost demands a review, or something. I have read it three times in the last four days, which I never do.
With most books I enjoy, I read it, savour it, analyze it, and then stick it on a shelf for the next time I'm in the mood for it. I think I can name ever book I have read and reread, and held onto for the precious story it is. This is one of those books, only moreso.
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This book almost demands a review, or something. I have read it three times in the last four days, which I never do.
With most books I enjoy, I read it, savour it, analyze it, and then stick it on a shelf for the next time I'm in the mood for it. I think I can name ever book I have read and reread, and held onto for the precious story it is. This is one of those books, only moreso.
...
#books
#curse
#gay
#LGBT
#magic
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