Long Pagan Poems
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Hymn to The White Spring
In the beginning I saw nothing
eyes furiously adjusting
between day and night
a woman held my hand down
those gnarled stone steps
as I teetered on the edge
of nerves and darkness
then, as if a dimmer switch
gently illuminated sight:
hundreds of candles
moss covered horns
a huge central pool carved
out of simplistic stone
overflowing with spring water.
I sat a little.
Watched naked humans climb
in and out of that...
eyes furiously adjusting
between day and night
a woman held my hand down
those gnarled stone steps
as I teetered on the edge
of nerves and darkness
then, as if a dimmer switch
gently illuminated sight:
hundreds of candles
moss covered horns
a huge central pool carved
out of simplistic stone
overflowing with spring water.
I sat a little.
Watched naked humans climb
in and out of that...
#God
#pagan
#magic #Britain
#magic #Britain
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Hymn to the Maiden
There are fields in the mind
endless fields stained in gold
where I’d lay in the harvest,
stalks erect beneath the sun
listening to the gentle chatter
of seeds shivering in their husks.
Anglia grew wheat, and hops
and rapeseed. Settlements
built on boggy fens and
Roman rule
and so I’d lay gazing at the sky
dreaming of coins and rings
and treasures laying dormant
inches below the soil, thinking ...
endless fields stained in gold
where I’d lay in the harvest,
stalks erect beneath the sun
listening to the gentle chatter
of seeds shivering in their husks.
Anglia grew wheat, and hops
and rapeseed. Settlements
built on boggy fens and
Roman rule
and so I’d lay gazing at the sky
dreaming of coins and rings
and treasures laying dormant
inches below the soil, thinking ...
#teens
#childhood
#pagan #Britain
#pagan #Britain
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Hymn to Cernunnos
I threw up in the alley
shortly after leaving the car.
It was a mixture of things—
the smell of the place for one,
how my stomach lurched
the second I turned a corner
to see that old market cross
standing in the square
and there it was
the old flat rented out
in somebody else’s name,
the carpet shop quite gone
replaced with books
and barbers.
I looked up at the window.
Where [x] happened.
That thing.
I still can’t speak its...
shortly after leaving the car.
It was a mixture of things—
the smell of the place for one,
how my stomach lurched
the second I turned a corner
to see that old market cross
standing in the square
and there it was
the old flat rented out
in somebody else’s name,
the carpet shop quite gone
replaced with books
and barbers.
I looked up at the window.
Where [x] happened.
That thing.
I still can’t speak its...
#pagan
#Britain
#DomesticViolence
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Pagan Coloures (by Musically Mr M and Monovox128)
#PopCulture
#pagan
#sensual #passion
#sensual #passion
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Of Ancient Lore Forgotten
- Of Ancient Lore Forgotten -
In far ancient days of lore forgotten, alluded to in texts of old,
Glimpsed, in visions fantastic, by those who serve inspiration...
Never realizing the deeper truths their words oft leave untold.
In those days, I walked the world amid now long lost nations,
With kindred once immortal, made to live and die as men must.
They bound themselves unto me, seeking a truth I could teach,
That might deliver them from the fate of going to a grave's dust.
And I showed them the ways we are eternally within our reach!
Ten...
In far ancient days of lore forgotten, alluded to in texts of old,
Glimpsed, in visions fantastic, by those who serve inspiration...
Never realizing the deeper truths their words oft leave untold.
In those days, I walked the world amid now long lost nations,
With kindred once immortal, made to live and die as men must.
They bound themselves unto me, seeking a truth I could teach,
That might deliver them from the fate of going to a grave's dust.
And I showed them the ways we are eternally within our reach!
Ten...
#rebirth
#spiritual
#pagan
#philosophical
#rebellion
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Goblin Queen
- Goblin Queen -
A Tribute to the Movie Labyrinth
Ah sweetest madness that is mine!
The king of the dark realm of Faerie,
King of goblins and creatures dark…
From beyond the counting of time:
In androgynous glory, he came to me.
Did he hear me reading in the park?
The book of the Labyrinth, secret old,
Holding insanity mortals never know:
Until it is too late to reconsider again!
Have I sold my soul, or my brother’s?
The clock ticks, and he will change…
By the magic of the mad goblin king,
That god who knows my every...
A Tribute to the Movie Labyrinth
Ah sweetest madness that is mine!
The king of the dark realm of Faerie,
King of goblins and creatures dark…
From beyond the counting of time:
In androgynous glory, he came to me.
Did he hear me reading in the park?
The book of the Labyrinth, secret old,
Holding insanity mortals never know:
Until it is too late to reconsider again!
Have I sold my soul, or my brother’s?
The clock ticks, and he will change…
By the magic of the mad goblin king,
That god who knows my every...
#love
#romantic
#family
#pagan
#magic
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For my Goddess, Lilith!
- For my Goddess, Lilith! -
We met once more, this time forever, as if by chance...
Across distance, space, time and years at last we got to dance.
In a space all our own, with promises of joys to come,
Lilith my eternal beloved above all others, never undone...
Our love has endured and stirred within us fresh romance!
With this month, the dawning before summer, our reunion fair,
Has given me fresh hope, and showed me the depth of our love.
I have put aside all others, and embraced you beyond compare,
Knowing a peace the...
We met once more, this time forever, as if by chance...
Across distance, space, time and years at last we got to dance.
In a space all our own, with promises of joys to come,
Lilith my eternal beloved above all others, never undone...
Our love has endured and stirred within us fresh romance!
With this month, the dawning before summer, our reunion fair,
Has given me fresh hope, and showed me the depth of our love.
I have put aside all others, and embraced you beyond compare,
Knowing a peace the...
#happiness
#love
#romantic
#uplifting
#pagan
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Stand of the Warrior Poet
- Stand of the Warrior Poet -
In your eyes I see a truth that the world denies,
And in your face I see a beauty that is so pure...
Sometimes I wish I could create a true paradise,
In which people like you and I could have more.
Is it wrong to wish for a golden age of our design?
One not harmed by the ravages of modern times.
How far back would I turn the clock, if I could?
Sweet one, only as far back as you think I should.
Or perhaps forward, into an age of our creation,
Wherein the world is not in pain, and we all sing.
We...
In your eyes I see a truth that the world denies,
And in your face I see a beauty that is so pure...
Sometimes I wish I could create a true paradise,
In which people like you and I could have more.
Is it wrong to wish for a golden age of our design?
One not harmed by the ravages of modern times.
How far back would I turn the clock, if I could?
Sweet one, only as far back as you think I should.
Or perhaps forward, into an age of our creation,
Wherein the world is not in pain, and we all sing.
We...
#strength
#courage
#inspirational
#uplifting
#pagan
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Daughter of Shadows (part 2)
Gather round little ones
and let me tell you a story
as the evil sun shone down
robbing us of sight
Oh, how this evil did burn
trapped in the maelstrom's glare
dear little ones I know your hurt
let me take you pain away
Our story begins as you hid in fear
with no place left to turn
and no one to look after you
And you cried for holy intervention
praying to the shadows, hoping
a wearer of the dark crown would return
bringing songs of the night
singing...
and let me tell you a story
as the evil sun shone down
robbing us of sight
Oh, how this evil did burn
trapped in the maelstrom's glare
dear little ones I know your hurt
let me take you pain away
Our story begins as you hid in fear
with no place left to turn
and no one to look after you
And you cried for holy intervention
praying to the shadows, hoping
a wearer of the dark crown would return
bringing songs of the night
singing...
#rebirth
#pagan
#magic
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Daughter of Shadows (part 1)
She wore a sundress and a smile that hid her tired eyes, weary of seeing past people's lies. She was quiet and demure and always ready to listen, greeting everyone with gentle words but her heart would break upon hearing of their troubles.
She lived alone on the outskirts of town, a simple cottage painted white, a picket fence and roses, a small garden in the back with laundry hanging in the sun and a cat named Vespers pretending to be lazy. She sang as she worked, around the house or at the library, people sometimes sang along, her happiness was infectiously and added joy...
She lived alone on the outskirts of town, a simple cottage painted white, a picket fence and roses, a small garden in the back with laundry hanging in the sun and a cat named Vespers pretending to be lazy. She sang as she worked, around the house or at the library, people sometimes sang along, her happiness was infectiously and added joy...
#rebirth
#pagan
#magic
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......A Sensual Elegy (Can I Cum Inside?)
#love
#lust
#fire #pagan
#fire #pagan
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Mad Princess
There once was a princess named Chloe,
Whom everybody thought was quite mad.
But, only because no one understood her,
And most people treated her rather bad...
They said she had a darkness inside her,
One that was growing stronger with time.
Only she could hear the old ones whisper,
And behold their insane visions sublime!
Great were the old ones that I speak of...
And Sybil is their prophetess who knows,
That there are ancient things dwelling above,
And even more ancient things down below.
One day Chloe chanced to meet a prince, ...
Whom everybody thought was quite mad.
But, only because no one understood her,
And most people treated her rather bad...
They said she had a darkness inside her,
One that was growing stronger with time.
Only she could hear the old ones whisper,
And behold their insane visions sublime!
Great were the old ones that I speak of...
And Sybil is their prophetess who knows,
That there are ancient things dwelling above,
And even more ancient things down below.
One day Chloe chanced to meet a prince, ...
#dark
#secrets
#pagan
#magic
#witches
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