Anne-Ri999
Poem Published
10th Feb 2025 4:32pm
10th Feb 2025 4:32pm
Rite for Álfröđull, the Elven trail
In opposite to where many an old tale tells about frightful figures
we the elven are made from light, we are ever fleeting formations
from elysian planes we strive against striding striders
invoking sol, sun, victor, vice,
we know not of burden
troll trombones might call
into soil.
I rhapsodize
from wooded vales
ringend blue
soft brown
hazel hills
purification
is calling through
hexen light
elven disc
I encompass peace
release relieve
from these gallows
strange...
we the elven are made from light, we are ever fleeting formations
from elysian planes we strive against striding striders
invoking sol, sun, victor, vice,
we know not of burden
troll trombones might call
into soil.
I rhapsodize
from wooded vales
ringend blue
soft brown
hazel hills
purification
is calling through
hexen light
elven disc
I encompass peace
release relieve
from these gallows
strange...
#magic
#mythology
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Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
5th Feb 2025 3:09pm
5th Feb 2025 3:09pm
Latter-Day Witch
for Ann
As tall and white as gypsum lace hung high,
With eyes that kings would seek to tell
The outcomes of their wars when God
Became gnomic, a Galilean witch.
A country wife to manors born,
Yet also hermit, wise woman.
She lies in graves and pulls from ancient sod
The origins of death, and scouts the skies
For strange objects that linger in the arch.
She knows more lore than folks can tell,
She knows the meaning of each knell,
For whom it calls to heaven and to hell.
And lastly I can say she lives in Essex...
As tall and white as gypsum lace hung high,
With eyes that kings would seek to tell
The outcomes of their wars when God
Became gnomic, a Galilean witch.
A country wife to manors born,
Yet also hermit, wise woman.
She lies in graves and pulls from ancient sod
The origins of death, and scouts the skies
For strange objects that linger in the arch.
She knows more lore than folks can tell,
She knows the meaning of each knell,
For whom it calls to heaven and to hell.
And lastly I can say she lives in Essex...
#historical
#magic
#pagan #witches
#pagan #witches
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missjem56
Poem Published
5th Feb 2025 1:47pm
5th Feb 2025 1:47pm
Rainbows (Acrostic)
Rainbows arc across the sky
Are beautiful, wonderful, and noticeably shy
Instantly magical, and a little surreal
Now they come in the shape of half a wheel!
Because rainbows have been around since times of old
Of tales, at rainbows ende, lies a pot of gold
Wonderful arrayS of colours, that pirouette
So: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and violet
by Jemia
Are beautiful, wonderful, and noticeably shy
Instantly magical, and a little surreal
Now they come in the shape of half a wheel!
Because rainbows have been around since times of old
Of tales, at rainbows ende, lies a pot of gold
Wonderful arrayS of colours, that pirouette
So: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and violet
by Jemia
#beauty
#magic
#nature #rainbow
#nature #rainbow
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crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
4th Feb 2025 10:49pm
4th Feb 2025 10:49pm
daffodil
daffodil souls like sprites among the trees
fairies that gather moss frolicking in the sun, then disappear
putting my mind at ease
they talk on the air, floating
while perfectly in tune, with the melody playing quietly, within me
dancing on the winds, they gather my secrets
saving enough for dreams
they appear as flowers should anyone else come near
dear ones of the forrested realms
tending to the sacred arts of transformation and renewal
gathering the dew from blades of grass
they glory in light but know the dark ...
fairies that gather moss frolicking in the sun, then disappear
putting my mind at ease
they talk on the air, floating
while perfectly in tune, with the melody playing quietly, within me
dancing on the winds, they gather my secrets
saving enough for dreams
they appear as flowers should anyone else come near
dear ones of the forrested realms
tending to the sacred arts of transformation and renewal
gathering the dew from blades of grass
they glory in light but know the dark ...
#fairies
#forest
#magic
79 reads
8 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
29th Jan 2025 4:27am
29th Jan 2025 4:27am
Daydreams of a Barista
Daydreams of a Barista
Her mischievous smirk
Is a rosebud of lipstick
That she ties in a ribbon
Like a Valentine’s gift
For secret admirers
But the dark loam
Of her forest dreams
Are spun into mossy opium
When the aroma of cappuccino
Steams her into the heart of a coffee flower
And she blossoms like a note
Suspended in a Debussy dream
As her perennial rose
Is a syrinx in the nocturne of love
When her unquenchable fire
For the rich pageant of fabled lore
Turns into the magic of...
Her mischievous smirk
Is a rosebud of lipstick
That she ties in a ribbon
Like a Valentine’s gift
For secret admirers
But the dark loam
Of her forest dreams
Are spun into mossy opium
When the aroma of cappuccino
Steams her into the heart of a coffee flower
And she blossoms like a note
Suspended in a Debussy dream
As her perennial rose
Is a syrinx in the nocturne of love
When her unquenchable fire
For the rich pageant of fabled lore
Turns into the magic of...
#coffee
#magic
#mythology
#sensual
#women
76 reads
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crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
26th Jan 2025 11:44pm
26th Jan 2025 11:44pm
stir
they say hush now girl don't stir the air
conjuring wayward spirits
with witchy spells meant to entrance
sacred art what comes naturally
it's natural it can't be evil
occult knowledge falls from my lips
rolling off the tongue rhythmically
riding the winds to where you are
caressing your aura, the devil blushes
inside the need you are bidden
seeking the rite I rise to the occasion
mingling with lusty desire
my body tingles
and my mind is aware
dark music, exudes from my soul
troubling the winds ...
conjuring wayward spirits
with witchy spells meant to entrance
sacred art what comes naturally
it's natural it can't be evil
occult knowledge falls from my lips
rolling off the tongue rhythmically
riding the winds to where you are
caressing your aura, the devil blushes
inside the need you are bidden
seeking the rite I rise to the occasion
mingling with lusty desire
my body tingles
and my mind is aware
dark music, exudes from my soul
troubling the winds ...
#magic
#witches
79 reads
8 Comments
Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
25th Jan 2025 10:52am
25th Jan 2025 10:52am
The Ship Sails
High in the mountains,the sun veils.
Cloud dances and ship sails.
They say the magical tales.
Of flying ships,ocean whales.
They say it's full of treasure.
Big,with no specific measure.
They tell he legend of an air ship.
Full of magic and whit.
You can see it in the clouds during day.
If you just look up,far away.
They say it runs by magic.
And nothing tragic happens to it.
Nor to its treasure.
I know it's just a legend.
But this myth about the treasure.
Everyone looked high and low. ...
Cloud dances and ship sails.
They say the magical tales.
Of flying ships,ocean whales.
They say it's full of treasure.
Big,with no specific measure.
They tell he legend of an air ship.
Full of magic and whit.
You can see it in the clouds during day.
If you just look up,far away.
They say it runs by magic.
And nothing tragic happens to it.
Nor to its treasure.
I know it's just a legend.
But this myth about the treasure.
Everyone looked high and low. ...
#hope
#magic
#motivational #uplifting
#motivational #uplifting
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rowantree
Poem Published
25th Jan 2025 4:45am
25th Jan 2025 4:45am
from my nighttime ritual: Peace, Compassion
Ro, thank you
for caring for me.
You're welcome, love, as you deserve.
I've got your back no matter what.
I'm proud of how you live and learn.
Lay the weight down for to-night,
Make light your heart and shoulders:
Rest now in the arms of Earth,
one day brighter,
bolder,
wiser,
older.
for caring for me.
You're welcome, love, as you deserve.
I've got your back no matter what.
I'm proud of how you live and learn.
Lay the weight down for to-night,
Make light your heart and shoulders:
Rest now in the arms of Earth,
one day brighter,
bolder,
wiser,
older.
#love
#magic
#PersonalGrowth #spiritual
#PersonalGrowth #spiritual
52 reads
3 Comments
jemac
Poem Published
19th Jan 2025 9:36pm
19th Jan 2025 9:36pm
Lavender Moon
magic lurked in every corner
Tarot cards on dark tables
witchcraft written in beautifully
illustrated tablets
scents of incense
permeated the air
skulls and ravens
horoscopes and symbols
jewelry hung from gnarled wood
shimmering in rainbows prisms
light danced
around the room
old wood floors caked
with oriental carpets
muted by wear
"watch your step my pretty"
painted between doorways
where the floorboards creaked
their own song of
something pending
air was filled with...
Tarot cards on dark tables
witchcraft written in beautifully
illustrated tablets
scents of incense
permeated the air
skulls and ravens
horoscopes and symbols
jewelry hung from gnarled wood
shimmering in rainbows prisms
light danced
around the room
old wood floors caked
with oriental carpets
muted by wear
"watch your step my pretty"
painted between doorways
where the floorboards creaked
their own song of
something pending
air was filled with...
#Halloween
#LifeAsAWriter
#magic #mythology
#magic #mythology
103 reads
8 Comments
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
16th Jan 2025 8:34pm
16th Jan 2025 8:34pm
Apollonian Opulence
Lethargic struggle of the everyday
The daemon writ now pact
Ascension through the left handed way
Mortal dichotomy for celestial fact
Seventh tower raised and appeased
Three fold silence in Enoch's hand
Resplendence upon sacred release
Sigils drawn upon blessed sands
Gaping maw of darkness's reign
Heralding the blessed sounds
Gilded light breaking the chains
Of which shadow gives holy ground
Radiant stillness bound yet free
Golden ratios...
The daemon writ now pact
Ascension through the left handed way
Mortal dichotomy for celestial fact
Seventh tower raised and appeased
Three fold silence in Enoch's hand
Resplendence upon sacred release
Sigils drawn upon blessed sands
Gaping maw of darkness's reign
Heralding the blessed sounds
Gilded light breaking the chains
Of which shadow gives holy ground
Radiant stillness bound yet free
Golden ratios...
#magic
#power
#shadows
#storm
#sun
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crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
15th Jan 2025 4:00pm
15th Jan 2025 4:00pm
sadness
dreamy witch casting in the energies
conjuring you back to me
twisted feelings reach into you
darkened intentions born of sadness speak
assaulting your bleak
you feel me so deeply it hurts
sacred soul only you can
my thoughts reach yours
and together we dream, having visions
occult feelings my magic touches you
masochistic lusts my craft is thrilling
it stirs something inisde
uttering enchantments I arouse your danger
secrets of my desire engorge your need
you stare into my soul
carefully peeling back the...
conjuring you back to me
twisted feelings reach into you
darkened intentions born of sadness speak
assaulting your bleak
you feel me so deeply it hurts
sacred soul only you can
my thoughts reach yours
and together we dream, having visions
occult feelings my magic touches you
masochistic lusts my craft is thrilling
it stirs something inisde
uttering enchantments I arouse your danger
secrets of my desire engorge your need
you stare into my soul
carefully peeling back the...
#love
#lust
#magic
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
13th Jan 2025 8:04pm
13th Jan 2025 8:04pm
Words Like Bile
Words erupt from rotted lips
Inverted rites of the prophets
Like rats from plague infested ships
Blasphemies that hang in the air
A dirge of inhuman sound
Chants to the denizens of the dark
Nameless things beneath the ground
Cusp the goblet and sip damnation
Liturgy profaned as space bends
Witness the scale of cosmic sin
Hooked claws reach out to rend
As creation starts its death heaves
Word heinous and deeds vile
Eruption of perdition immaculate
Prayers like fountains of bile
The sweet litany...
Inverted rites of the prophets
Like rats from plague infested ships
Blasphemies that hang in the air
A dirge of inhuman sound
Chants to the denizens of the dark
Nameless things beneath the ground
Cusp the goblet and sip damnation
Liturgy profaned as space bends
Witness the scale of cosmic sin
Hooked claws reach out to rend
As creation starts its death heaves
Word heinous and deeds vile
Eruption of perdition immaculate
Prayers like fountains of bile
The sweet litany...
#curse
#dark
#magic
#night
#shadows
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