Pagan Poems
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Paganism was an ancient pre-Christian faith influenced by the natural world. There are a number of contemporary spiritual beliefs based on similar ideas. Modern Paganism is a diverse community, encompassing different religious movements, with core themes of ecology, magic and ritual. Pagan poems includes poetry about the spiritual ideas of Wicca, also known as Pagan Witchcraft.
adagio
Poem Published
12th Dec 2024 1:50pm
12th Dec 2024 1:50pm
Slow-Burn
#pagan
#philosophical
#spiritual
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PAR
Poem Published
9th Dec 2024 1:53pm
9th Dec 2024 1:53pm
Unwitched
Ablaze bewitching conjurers dance.
Enchantment flames gather, hex ignite.
Enchantment flames gather, hex ignite.
#curse
#fire
#magic
#pagan
#witches
47 reads
6 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
6th Dec 2024 4:59am
6th Dec 2024 4:59am
Incantations
Veiled, she sweeps back into view.
Conjured from thaumaturgist nights
the new moon in the old moon's lieu
has crescent gold for her last rites,
though lingering is not allowed
when her orbit has dates to keep,
behind clear skies, or cryptic cloud,
conducive to Morphean creep,
slowly...slewing...into...a...DREAM....
where sunlight off high castles bounce
into a laudanum lunar beam
and crater dragons lurk and pounce
in druidic charms of making...
another spell of love...awaking!
Conjured from thaumaturgist nights
the new moon in the old moon's lieu
has crescent gold for her last rites,
though lingering is not allowed
when her orbit has dates to keep,
behind clear skies, or cryptic cloud,
conducive to Morphean creep,
slowly...slewing...into...a...DREAM....
where sunlight off high castles bounce
into a laudanum lunar beam
and crater dragons lurk and pounce
in druidic charms of making...
another spell of love...awaking!
#magic
#pagan
139 reads
11 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
2nd Dec 2024 7:09pm
2nd Dec 2024 7:09pm
Meditrinalia
#lover
#magic
#mythology #pagan
#mythology #pagan
147 reads
4 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
14th Nov 2024 10:24pm
14th Nov 2024 10:24pm
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
269 reads
24 Comments
BaldyBrown
Poem Published
4th Nov 2024 3:22am
4th Nov 2024 3:22am
KOYAANISQATSI
There is a digital religion turning quantum-size gears
that’s chewed up the chicken bones and all our fears
An ancient’s purview of our new narcisstic hero
So fear not for he can see you in all your totality
Clever devil, the smartest one in Cornell’s hall
He says sister sky was once inside a little ball
Then BANG! Sincerely, give or take a few billion years
Put him in the cross-hairs of his own perspicacity
See for yourself through his own clever protocol
God is in the machine, and no god but he
Those among us who...
that’s chewed up the chicken bones and all our fears
An ancient’s purview of our new narcisstic hero
So fear not for he can see you in all your totality
Clever devil, the smartest one in Cornell’s hall
He says sister sky was once inside a little ball
Then BANG! Sincerely, give or take a few billion years
Put him in the cross-hairs of his own perspicacity
See for yourself through his own clever protocol
God is in the machine, and no god but he
Those among us who...
#astrology
#mythology
#pagan
#sky
#tradition
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Connotation
Poem Published
1st Nov 2024 3:33am
1st Nov 2024 3:33am
Soul
Cast grey deceitful
Memorial imagery
Graven idol death
Memorial imagery
Graven idol death
#curse
#fate
#mythology
#pagan
#senryu
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Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
31st Oct 2024 12:25pm
31st Oct 2024 12:25pm
Witch
I think that I'd have been happy
if I'd been born a witch.
Without any toes but still able
to dance, and ride above
the steeples of
this green Jerusalem's churches.
To creep in through the chimney pots,
to make brews in the dark,
to draw a set of lots
on each Samhain
to see whose cattle dies this night.
A mark impervious to pain
spread out inside one arm, a dark wine stain
that says I'm joined
in what God leaves as undiscerned,
the skittering, the sins conjoined.
if I'd been born a witch.
Without any toes but still able
to dance, and ride above
the steeples of
this green Jerusalem's churches.
To creep in through the chimney pots,
to make brews in the dark,
to draw a set of lots
on each Samhain
to see whose cattle dies this night.
A mark impervious to pain
spread out inside one arm, a dark wine stain
that says I'm joined
in what God leaves as undiscerned,
the skittering, the sins conjoined.
#Halloween
#historical
#pagan #witches
#pagan #witches
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MalcolmG
Poem Published
31st Oct 2024 00:51am
31st Oct 2024 00:51am
My Name
Burning dark clouds,
fallen embers burn through night sky,
I am Mastema, the Veiled One,
Concealed out of sight,
Echo's of rebellion prophesied with fate,
A darkened mirror for the proud,
the serpent-tongued lure,
Creeps within our essence,
Heart's ambition lies tangled.
Fire and fallen gods,
Call me Melek Taus,
A feathered figure,
Draped in midnights robes of a starless black sky,
A black hole in a negative space,
Fires of souls burning
flickering in the night,
casting long shadows, ...
fallen embers burn through night sky,
I am Mastema, the Veiled One,
Concealed out of sight,
Echo's of rebellion prophesied with fate,
A darkened mirror for the proud,
the serpent-tongued lure,
Creeps within our essence,
Heart's ambition lies tangled.
Fire and fallen gods,
Call me Melek Taus,
A feathered figure,
Draped in midnights robes of a starless black sky,
A black hole in a negative space,
Fires of souls burning
flickering in the night,
casting long shadows, ...
#angels
#devil
#mythology
#pagan
#religion
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MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
18th Oct 2024 4:50am
18th Oct 2024 4:50am
T-Minus One
Blasting up through horizon clouds
was a rocketing supermoon
soaring fast from the nimbus shrouds
and nary a moment too soon
to be free and clear in the blue
in glorious trajectory...
as golden as October brew
in heaven's own refectory...
or Valhalla's coldest saloon
where fair Valkyries attend the dead
by bearded axe and magic rune
and Viking sex in an ornate bed...
in the hunt for welkin stories
concordant with bright moonrise glories!
was a rocketing supermoon
soaring fast from the nimbus shrouds
and nary a moment too soon
to be free and clear in the blue
in glorious trajectory...
as golden as October brew
in heaven's own refectory...
or Valhalla's coldest saloon
where fair Valkyries attend the dead
by bearded axe and magic rune
and Viking sex in an ornate bed...
in the hunt for welkin stories
concordant with bright moonrise glories!
#moon
#mythology
#pagan
166 reads
6 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
17th Oct 2024 6:05am
17th Oct 2024 6:05am
Jesus Gulf Stream Jet
Jesus in a 5’5” suit
Spouts about losing wayward friends
As he lifts off in a gulf stream jet
Righteousness in the name of Jesus
Speaks in a church that is a stadium
Paid for by sweat of his audience
Stalks the stage like a demon
But lost souls aren’t what he’s looking for
Deeper within but not your heart
Picks your pocket gains your wallet
Playing on God and decency
While he makes grand larceny
Tithes to heaven have meaning
Mansion on the hill means nothing to me
Somewhere in...
Spouts about losing wayward friends
As he lifts off in a gulf stream jet
Righteousness in the name of Jesus
Speaks in a church that is a stadium
Paid for by sweat of his audience
Stalks the stage like a demon
But lost souls aren’t what he’s looking for
Deeper within but not your heart
Picks your pocket gains your wallet
Playing on God and decency
While he makes grand larceny
Tithes to heaven have meaning
Mansion on the hill means nothing to me
Somewhere in...
#deception
#greed
#pagan #religion
#pagan #religion
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missjem56
Poem Published
17th Oct 2024 3:40am
17th Oct 2024 3:40am
Midnight In The Park
The witching hour
Like a blossoming lily white flower
Arrives at twelve o'clock midday
For those that go the white witch way
The others long for a midnight dark
Where they linger in the park
Dancing, and prancing, and drinking mead
Casting spells, and occasional smells,
Of a very distinctive breed
I don't see myself as particularly dark
But i quite fancy midnight in the park
by Jemia
Like a blossoming lily white flower
Arrives at twelve o'clock midday
For those that go the white witch way
The others long for a midnight dark
Where they linger in the park
Dancing, and prancing, and drinking mead
Casting spells, and occasional smells,
Of a very distinctive breed
I don't see myself as particularly dark
But i quite fancy midnight in the park
by Jemia
#funny
#magic
#pagan #witches
#pagan #witches
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