Long Pagan Poems
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Kou_Indigo
Poem Published
14th Jun 2022 1:37am
14th Jun 2022 1:37am
Mystic Horizons
- Mystic Horizons -
It was not any thoughts of a conscious design, nor dreaming hope in gleaming splendor...
Which made it seem that with an arcane art, words could bridge the portals of the worlds.
Some think it mere fancy or fantasy, deception or lie, but the truth would drive them mad!
If they could but accept the grand visions, the revelations, the tapestry in all of its' wonder,
They would, I wager, still not trade their illusions away, likening them to precious pearls.
Only the worthy, I was told, could bear this burden of knowing, which makes some...
It was not any thoughts of a conscious design, nor dreaming hope in gleaming splendor...
Which made it seem that with an arcane art, words could bridge the portals of the worlds.
Some think it mere fancy or fantasy, deception or lie, but the truth would drive them mad!
If they could but accept the grand visions, the revelations, the tapestry in all of its' wonder,
They would, I wager, still not trade their illusions away, likening them to precious pearls.
Only the worthy, I was told, could bear this burden of knowing, which makes some...
#inspirational
#spiritual
#pagan
#magic
#philosophical
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Orc_Pirate_68
Poem Published
7th Jun 2022 9:21pm
7th Jun 2022 9:21pm
Sides of Myself
Light and dark sides of a doubloon,
From lunar rock, I am hewn,
Sereph and demon, dance,
And throughout they prance
In heart and soul,
Myself, whole,
Just me,
Free.
Angles
In cycles,
Sides trilobal,
They intermingle,
Identity, welcome,
Gender, romanticism,
Sexuality, each atom,
Vibrating, and so alive,
I've found for what I've searched,
That that was untouched,
That was unknown,
My backbone,
Now shown,
Known.
Betwixt
Lady fixed,
And gentleman,
Warm, like morning sun. ...
From lunar rock, I am hewn,
Sereph and demon, dance,
And throughout they prance
In heart and soul,
Myself, whole,
Just me,
Free.
Angles
In cycles,
Sides trilobal,
They intermingle,
Identity, welcome,
Gender, romanticism,
Sexuality, each atom,
Vibrating, and so alive,
I've found for what I've searched,
That that was untouched,
That was unknown,
My backbone,
Now shown,
Known.
Betwixt
Lady fixed,
And gentleman,
Warm, like morning sun. ...
#ILoveYou
#identity
#LGBT
#MentalHealth
#pagan
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Kou_Indigo
Poem Published
5th Jun 2022 2:23am
5th Jun 2022 2:23am
Orgiastic Blasphemy
- Orgiastic Blasphemy -
In the depths of the earth, from out where legends sprang of creation's birthing,
Upon an altar, carved from stone roughly fashioned, the place of red offering...
Can be touched by those initiated in mysteries that none untaught can recollect.
Slick with sweat, from pleasures forbidden, participated in by the mad faithful,
Celebrations of the flesh ensue beneath the gazes of tall, roughly crafted idols...
Which gaze down with empty eye sockets, from where they stand coldly erect.
In braziers burn tattered parchments on which is...
In the depths of the earth, from out where legends sprang of creation's birthing,
Upon an altar, carved from stone roughly fashioned, the place of red offering...
Can be touched by those initiated in mysteries that none untaught can recollect.
Slick with sweat, from pleasures forbidden, participated in by the mad faithful,
Celebrations of the flesh ensue beneath the gazes of tall, roughly crafted idols...
Which gaze down with empty eye sockets, from where they stand coldly erect.
In braziers burn tattered parchments on which is...
#dark
#evil
#pagan
#magic
#sensual
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Kou_Indigo
Poem Published
5th Jun 2022 2:18am
5th Jun 2022 2:18am
Kingdom of Chaos
- Kingdom of Chaos -
Within the knowing of one's life, there oft can come a time of strife, and of changes...
Outside and in; which can unite, the polarities of darkness and light, even in strangers.
The joys of birdsong in the month of June, whilst the spring flowers are yet in bloom,
Reminds of the things that seem to me most beautiful about the world we dwell upon.
Whilst the day crawls slow to dusk's hours, I find myself thinking of all the flowers...
Trying to find those words within me, to recall unto my mind, a certain pleasant song. ...
Within the knowing of one's life, there oft can come a time of strife, and of changes...
Outside and in; which can unite, the polarities of darkness and light, even in strangers.
The joys of birdsong in the month of June, whilst the spring flowers are yet in bloom,
Reminds of the things that seem to me most beautiful about the world we dwell upon.
Whilst the day crawls slow to dusk's hours, I find myself thinking of all the flowers...
Trying to find those words within me, to recall unto my mind, a certain pleasant song. ...
#dark
#dreams
#apocalypse
#pagan
#magic
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Kou_Indigo
Poem Published
20th May 2022 10:23pm
20th May 2022 10:23pm
Dancing Maidens of the Green
- Dancing Maidens of the Green -
Upon the summer's caressing heat, I felt the warmth upon my body,
Cooled somewhat by the soft breeze that flitted through the treetops.
From the tower where I looked out across the waters in the distance,
I allowed myself to wonder, to ponder, to lose myself so beautifully.
Entranced as I glanced upon the grassy slope that did thus envelop...
My attention, for there did fair elfin maids circle around, in a dance.
Singing voices lilting across the distance, never far and just below...
Calling me to join them in...
Upon the summer's caressing heat, I felt the warmth upon my body,
Cooled somewhat by the soft breeze that flitted through the treetops.
From the tower where I looked out across the waters in the distance,
I allowed myself to wonder, to ponder, to lose myself so beautifully.
Entranced as I glanced upon the grassy slope that did thus envelop...
My attention, for there did fair elfin maids circle around, in a dance.
Singing voices lilting across the distance, never far and just below...
Calling me to join them in...
#spiritual
#pagan
#dance
#philosophical
#passion
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Kou_Indigo
Poem Published
20th May 2022 10:19pm
20th May 2022 10:19pm
Lilith's Midnight Summoning
- Lilith's Midnight Summoning -
In texts of lost ancient lore, filled with runes of sorcery...
My eyes beheld the secrets between each and every page.
In the air, within the darkness wherein I worked my will,
My fingers traced the runes as the candlelight flickered.
The pentacle of summoning lay traced with fine artistry,
Before my feet, not able to be seen by the eyes of a sage.
Drawn with pure energy it was as the air grew a bit chill,
Whilst my mind worked arcane arts to call my kindred.
In the name of Lilith, and of beings of primordial...
In texts of lost ancient lore, filled with runes of sorcery...
My eyes beheld the secrets between each and every page.
In the air, within the darkness wherein I worked my will,
My fingers traced the runes as the candlelight flickered.
The pentacle of summoning lay traced with fine artistry,
Before my feet, not able to be seen by the eyes of a sage.
Drawn with pure energy it was as the air grew a bit chill,
Whilst my mind worked arcane arts to call my kindred.
In the name of Lilith, and of beings of primordial...
#dark
#shadows
#spiritual
#pagan
#magic
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SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
30th Apr 2022 3:58am
30th Apr 2022 3:58am
Stirring The Cauldron
The phases of the rotating galaxy the seer of the wind child
You will hear my soft whispers to your nebula manifestations to the ear canal so loud
When the clock strikes twelve
The abyss of minions scales the ladder of hell
Searching on earth for that forceful guiding light
Obscured by the cloak of the moon the guardian upon the night
Witches rise, inoculate your wind movements where you stand
Fire, Water, Air, in your sacred imbues, twist to your will as you earthly demand
Within the ritual circle you...
You will hear my soft whispers to your nebula manifestations to the ear canal so loud
When the clock strikes twelve
The abyss of minions scales the ladder of hell
Searching on earth for that forceful guiding light
Obscured by the cloak of the moon the guardian upon the night
Witches rise, inoculate your wind movements where you stand
Fire, Water, Air, in your sacred imbues, twist to your will as you earthly demand
Within the ritual circle you...
#pagan
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CanisInc-Untis
Poem Published
13th Apr 2022 5:47am
13th Apr 2022 5:47am
Sunlight In Their Hour
Sunlight in your darkest hour
Existence submerged under dream
Tap me on the shoulder
Be it the Witching Hour
With your little life and laughter
As though you were still in being
You brought a smile to my face
One that in this world
rarely does appear
your happiness leaves a trace ...
Existence submerged under dream
Tap me on the shoulder
Be it the Witching Hour
With your little life and laughter
As though you were still in being
You brought a smile to my face
One that in this world
rarely does appear
your happiness leaves a trace ...
#children
#dreams
#spiritual
#uplifting
#pagan
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CanisInc-Untis
Poem Published
10th Apr 2022 12:11pm
10th Apr 2022 12:11pm
Midnight Ravens
Behold the flight of Midnight Ravens
From cardinal winds they came
Earth-bound by their course
Return to sacred space once again
Graceful in their descent
Wings outstretched with darkness laden
Passing under rustic clouds
Feathers turn into Midnight Maidens
Entering in to the soul of the wood
And performing their hidden office
Five points drawn now the access
To their otherworld place of promise
they are the watchers
they are the keepers
above and below gate...
From cardinal winds they came
Earth-bound by their course
Return to sacred space once again
Graceful in their descent
Wings outstretched with darkness laden
Passing under rustic clouds
Feathers turn into Midnight Maidens
Entering in to the soul of the wood
And performing their hidden office
Five points drawn now the access
To their otherworld place of promise
they are the watchers
they are the keepers
above and below gate...
#gothic
#nature
#mythology
#pagan
#witches
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4 Comments
Kou_Indigo
Poem Published
23rd Mar 2022 2:20am
23rd Mar 2022 2:20am
The Fire Within
- The Fire Within -
The brilliance of starlight swallowed by a dark void,
Between all the spaces, between worlds, cold as ice...
Adrift I was, once upon a darker time long, long ago.
Abandoned by my creator unto a hot, desolate world.
My ship of steel I left, as I walked along so annoyed,
Feet treading upon softer sands by some mad device.
No water to drink is there, nor the chill of the snow...
Only the desert's mercilessness, like a flag unfurled.
My mind was as a child's, gasping at the new sight,
Of this planet so far from the...
The brilliance of starlight swallowed by a dark void,
Between all the spaces, between worlds, cold as ice...
Adrift I was, once upon a darker time long, long ago.
Abandoned by my creator unto a hot, desolate world.
My ship of steel I left, as I walked along so annoyed,
Feet treading upon softer sands by some mad device.
No water to drink is there, nor the chill of the snow...
Only the desert's mercilessness, like a flag unfurled.
My mind was as a child's, gasping at the new sight,
Of this planet so far from the...
#fire
#spiritual
#confessional
#pagan
#philosophical
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Kou_Indigo
Poem Published
23rd Mar 2022 2:15am
23rd Mar 2022 2:15am
Divinely Fallen Love
- Divinely Fallen Love -
In times of old, when mankind was yet young...
I walked the lands where the kings of Sumeria,
And the queens of Babylon had all their glories.
There were places pristine, history not begun!
Wild places, filled with a magic and a delirium,
Intoxicating to we of whom you told in stories.
We of whom the ancient voices devoutly sung!
Who will walk with me, until cold is the sun?
Out of darkness, filled with the forbidden light...
I walked the roads between the worlds you see,
Seeking ever, the place I...
In times of old, when mankind was yet young...
I walked the lands where the kings of Sumeria,
And the queens of Babylon had all their glories.
There were places pristine, history not begun!
Wild places, filled with a magic and a delirium,
Intoxicating to we of whom you told in stories.
We of whom the ancient voices devoutly sung!
Who will walk with me, until cold is the sun?
Out of darkness, filled with the forbidden light...
I walked the roads between the worlds you see,
Seeking ever, the place I...
#love
#angels
#spiritual
#pagan
#philosophical
297 reads
3 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
10th Mar 2022 10:49pm
10th Mar 2022 10:49pm
The Haunting Of Tituba (The Awakening IV Of IV)
Salem Village, Massachusetts
March 1962
The Salem Witch Trials of Tituba, Sarah Good, and Sarah Osborne
Presiding Judge; Judge Hawthorne
Sarah Good
The villagers know me as Sarah Good, I am homeless, my mind is unstable and questionable, but if I could
I will never practice witchcraft, no one in this village ever would
Sarah Osborne
I was falsely accused
I will never cause anyone Injure or abuse
Tituba
She is lying,...
March 1962
The Salem Witch Trials of Tituba, Sarah Good, and Sarah Osborne
Presiding Judge; Judge Hawthorne
Sarah Good
The villagers know me as Sarah Good, I am homeless, my mind is unstable and questionable, but if I could
I will never practice witchcraft, no one in this village ever would
Sarah Osborne
I was falsely accused
I will never cause anyone Injure or abuse
Tituba
She is lying,...
#evil
#pagan
#magic
#witches
#curse
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