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.
AndreasWicked
Le serpent
Le serpent
Poem Published
Today 3:58pm
Today 3:58pm
Defloration on Bald Mountain
I devoured your phantom beauty with eyes
still breathless you lay on lifeless ground
contemplating your euphoric demise
splendidly spining and dancing around
a maiden with angelic smiling face's gone
I let you taste another paradise
among barren trees and ravens till dawn
still breathless you lay on lifeless ground
contemplating your euphoric demise
splendidly spining and dancing around
a maiden with angelic smiling face's gone
I let you taste another paradise
among barren trees and ravens till dawn
#pagan
#morality
#sacrifice
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Spanker
Poem Published
15th Mar 2019 9:58am
15th Mar 2019 9:58am
Heaven On Stage
Paganism
Stonehenge
Earth-goddesses
Dream-time
Water-serpent
Look at my body
Imagine touching me
Look into my mind
Imagine touching me
Ego and Id
Imagine touching me
Ego and Id
Imagine me touching you
Look into my mind
Look at my body
My serpent-like spell
Meet me in our dreams
Worship me
And I will worship you
Stony hedge
Paganist
Earth dweller
Star watcher
Remember me
And I will remember you
Stonehenge
Earth-goddesses
Dream-time
Water-serpent
Look at my body
Imagine touching me
Look into my mind
Imagine touching me
Ego and Id
Imagine touching me
Ego and Id
Imagine me touching you
Look into my mind
Look at my body
My serpent-like spell
Meet me in our dreams
Worship me
And I will worship you
Stony hedge
Paganist
Earth dweller
Star watcher
Remember me
And I will remember you
#pagan
#magic
#witches
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Tallen
Poem Published
14th Mar 2019 10:45pm
14th Mar 2019 10:45pm
Lightworker
Make NO Mistake about this:
I AM an ETERNAL BEING OF DARKNESS - THAT WHICH PENETRATES AND CONQUERS THE LIGHT”
I AM the light Within worlds
You and I possess the chemistry to make all of this work!
Deny it all you like – the facts remain simple and intact.
I AM the valence which binds all within the darkened void;
If aimlessly wondering, floating in dead space, spaces,
Wander no more! I AM the light within worlds.
How has the Darkness become so tainted with lies?
When You sleep is it not usually in the black of night? ...
I AM an ETERNAL BEING OF DARKNESS - THAT WHICH PENETRATES AND CONQUERS THE LIGHT”
I AM the light Within worlds
You and I possess the chemistry to make all of this work!
Deny it all you like – the facts remain simple and intact.
I AM the valence which binds all within the darkened void;
If aimlessly wondering, floating in dead space, spaces,
Wander no more! I AM the light within worlds.
How has the Darkness become so tainted with lies?
When You sleep is it not usually in the black of night? ...
#universe
#spiritual
#pagan #magic
#pagan #magic
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11 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
14th Mar 2019 4:20pm
14th Mar 2019 4:20pm
Druidess Crashes Rites of Spring
Druidess Crashes Rites of Spring
My tattered dress hung from my shoulders across my breasts and down my dirt-stained thighs. I thought of my failed marriage to a man who couldn’t give but only knew his own needs. I thought of the children I gave birth to and how they probably wondered what happened to mama that she would disappear leaving them not even a letter to remember her by. I had been off my lithium for two weeks now. Long enough to feel the strange tides of raging emotions coursing through my mind and body leaving me lost in a torrent of confusion and despair.
...
My tattered dress hung from my shoulders across my breasts and down my dirt-stained thighs. I thought of my failed marriage to a man who couldn’t give but only knew his own needs. I thought of the children I gave birth to and how they probably wondered what happened to mama that she would disappear leaving them not even a letter to remember her by. I had been off my lithium for two weeks now. Long enough to feel the strange tides of raging emotions coursing through my mind and body leaving me lost in a torrent of confusion and despair.
...
#sex
#erotic
#pagan #witches
#pagan #witches
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Pigeonheart
Poem Published
2nd Mar 2019 5:48am
2nd Mar 2019 5:48am
To two dead plus one half dead plus one imaginary X
What ever became of your polyp
raised birthmark above your eye
those engineer boots and your airbrush
ex-wife
daughters
jarred turpentine
for how much did you sell off the Willies
sleep studies and methadone
did you ever make peace with your killings
Mannlichers
and fickle alones
and who got the Ansel Adams
the Hasselblad under your bed
what could have happened to handsome
his boasting and toasts
raised to death
and where is the long travel trailer
the stones and the...
raised birthmark above your eye
those engineer boots and your airbrush
ex-wife
daughters
jarred turpentine
for how much did you sell off the Willies
sleep studies and methadone
did you ever make peace with your killings
Mannlichers
and fickle alones
and who got the Ansel Adams
the Hasselblad under your bed
what could have happened to handsome
his boasting and toasts
raised to death
and where is the long travel trailer
the stones and the...
#mythology
#pagan
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Tallen
Poem Published
26th Feb 2019 8:32pm
26th Feb 2019 8:32pm
Titan Daughter
Selene
#moon
#pagan
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8 Comments
ThiaTartorum
Poem Published
14th Feb 2019 11:26pm
14th Feb 2019 11:26pm
For Those Left Behind
Those of us who lose the best thing in our lives
be it your fathers, sisters, husbands or wives
Whichever loss it was that broke you
I remember how it feels, it broke me too
How fleeting is this life?
makes one wonder about an afterlife
You never believe that life is this short
check off your bucket list as if it's a sport
You'll never regret a single thing
it's the things left undone that sting
Remarkably things left unheard and unseen
when the time...
be it your fathers, sisters, husbands or wives
Whichever loss it was that broke you
I remember how it feels, it broke me too
How fleeting is this life?
makes one wonder about an afterlife
You never believe that life is this short
check off your bucket list as if it's a sport
You'll never regret a single thing
it's the things left undone that sting
Remarkably things left unheard and unseen
when the time...
#hope
#rebirth
#pagan #acceptance
#pagan #acceptance
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Tallen
Poem Published
10th Feb 2019 9:11pm
10th Feb 2019 9:11pm
Fiddlin’ Perspectives
It’s all about perspective
when You see the product of Love:
hues dancing and attuned
influenced by the Faerie Fiddling
atop of the earth
Aurora Australis isn’t below
just because
She is the Dawn of the South!
Flip Gaia’s realm 180 degrees over
& now does not Aurora Borealis,
the Dawn of the North, playing her
song producing love and light,
still remain on top of the world!
The peek frequency of love
the peek vibration of light
about every eleven years
the Fiddlers play...
when You see the product of Love:
hues dancing and attuned
influenced by the Faerie Fiddling
atop of the earth
Aurora Australis isn’t below
just because
She is the Dawn of the South!
Flip Gaia’s realm 180 degrees over
& now does not Aurora Borealis,
the Dawn of the North, playing her
song producing love and light,
still remain on top of the world!
The peek frequency of love
the peek vibration of light
about every eleven years
the Fiddlers play...
#earth
#spiritual
#fairies
#pagan
#magic
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5 Comments
Eerie
Poem Published
9th Feb 2019 3:59am
9th Feb 2019 3:59am
Magic
Darkness caresses this vessel with her
spiny fingers.
The essence— lost to the shrill wind
is buried in her deep loam.
Where is your illumination?
Come with your lantern, swaying
amongst the stars.
Cast their lambent fire
across this dreary sepulture.
Awaken the dreamer.
Call her to the nights embrace; shrouded
in your dark mystery.
So she remains yours, eternal.
spiny fingers.
The essence— lost to the shrill wind
is buried in her deep loam.
Where is your illumination?
Come with your lantern, swaying
amongst the stars.
Cast their lambent fire
across this dreary sepulture.
Awaken the dreamer.
Call her to the nights embrace; shrouded
in your dark mystery.
So she remains yours, eternal.
#death
#stars
#pagan
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6 Comments
Tallen
Poem Published
8th Feb 2019 2:02am
8th Feb 2019 2:02am
THE Tree
A sometimes symbol.
Standing in our midst for centuries
and even ” in the beginning “…
A sometime symbol of unwavering
power, strength and faith.
An unlimited stalk which we are able
to lean against. Weight fully.
The symbolic plant that bore all our
transgressions.
Upon the shoulders —- our maker(s)
so that we might live.
And now as our maker(s) arose
we too are called to rise, “and when
we fall,” our maker(s) firmly rooted
in our hearts. . .
Roots deeply embedded in universal love
...
Standing in our midst for centuries
and even ” in the beginning “…
A sometime symbol of unwavering
power, strength and faith.
An unlimited stalk which we are able
to lean against. Weight fully.
The symbolic plant that bore all our
transgressions.
Upon the shoulders —- our maker(s)
so that we might live.
And now as our maker(s) arose
we too are called to rise, “and when
we fall,” our maker(s) firmly rooted
in our hearts. . .
Roots deeply embedded in universal love
...
#religion
#Christian
#faith
#spiritual
#pagan
92 reads
15 Comments
FeNyX
Poem Published
7th Feb 2019 6:08am
7th Feb 2019 6:08am
Overflight
I was making a salad before
An English salad I was told
Decades ago amidst Bermuda's
Now extinct Pink Flamingo
Tomatoes and Onions sliced
On Flat plate with French Dressing
Except I have it in medium blue bowl
With Whole Wheat buns buttering
Then out my kitchen window I saw
Almost 3 dozen crows gathering
Not unusual for a pair or three to
Alight for warmth or a bite flitting
What struck me after a moment
Was they were quiet stealthily flying
And not gathering but did a full 3 laps
Around my apartment...
An English salad I was told
Decades ago amidst Bermuda's
Now extinct Pink Flamingo
Tomatoes and Onions sliced
On Flat plate with French Dressing
Except I have it in medium blue bowl
With Whole Wheat buns buttering
Then out my kitchen window I saw
Almost 3 dozen crows gathering
Not unusual for a pair or three to
Alight for warmth or a bite flitting
What struck me after a moment
Was they were quiet stealthily flying
And not gathering but did a full 3 laps
Around my apartment...
#spiritual
#pagan
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Tallen
Poem Published
5th Feb 2019 00:09am
5th Feb 2019 00:09am
The Star Painters’ Ladder
( a Tallen & Sky_dancer collaboration )
Primary colors three
red, blue, Green
pailed in comparison
You and reaching for me
brushes at the ready!
We begin a steady climb.
Our ascension, a destination
through my atmospheric red
blending our violet hues
in waves of your crashing blues
canvas primed,
majestic wash t'ward our skies.
Outstretched arms straining
for the next rung of our path
dodging white holes raining
debris -- universally cast.
A summit not yet...
Primary colors three
red, blue, Green
pailed in comparison
You and reaching for me
brushes at the ready!
We begin a steady climb.
Our ascension, a destination
through my atmospheric red
blending our violet hues
in waves of your crashing blues
canvas primed,
majestic wash t'ward our skies.
Outstretched arms straining
for the next rung of our path
dodging white holes raining
debris -- universally cast.
A summit not yet...
#universe
#spiritual
#pagan
#art
#philosophical
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12 Comments
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