Pagan by Top Critiquers Poems
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pagan by top critiquers poems. Poems written by members who have given lots of feedback to other poets this month.
goldenmyst
Poem Published
2nd Oct 2022 1:00am
2nd Oct 2022 1:00am
Sea Nymph
Sea Nymph
Flaming strands of sea nymph
Fall like scarlet shooting stars
On nape of desire born into heat
Whose steamy eyes are oceanic blue
Flying with embers of flecks
Her lipstick lounge a beach hammock
Where sun explodes into her truth
An orange on the threshold of night
When moonlight gazes into her heart
And fills her with corpuscular coins
To bring her an emerald island of luck
When she bathes in the chlorophyll
Of shamrock seas
Flaming strands of sea nymph
Fall like scarlet shooting stars
On nape of desire born into heat
Whose steamy eyes are oceanic blue
Flying with embers of flecks
Her lipstick lounge a beach hammock
Where sun explodes into her truth
An orange on the threshold of night
When moonlight gazes into her heart
And fills her with corpuscular coins
To bring her an emerald island of luck
When she bathes in the chlorophyll
Of shamrock seas
#love
#beauty
#pagan
#sensual
#seductive
369 reads
2 Comments
Adelphina
Poem Published
25th Sep 2022 10:37pm
25th Sep 2022 10:37pm
Bleeding Blood
Upon the sharpest
Hook moon of fright
Answering the call
Of a newborn night
Summoning inside this
Rusted metal shed
Surrounded by misted
Red air of dread
Remnants of lovers
From who I just fed
Withered and brittle
Inside my stained bed
See them swirl on my
Slivered vicious tongue
Flavored screams sung
To stay forever young
Inside my painted
Bloodroom of doom
Where witchcraft and
Bloodcraft become one
Ensnared by my
Long lifeless hair ...
Hook moon of fright
Answering the call
Of a newborn night
Summoning inside this
Rusted metal shed
Surrounded by misted
Red air of dread
Remnants of lovers
From who I just fed
Withered and brittle
Inside my stained bed
See them swirl on my
Slivered vicious tongue
Flavored screams sung
To stay forever young
Inside my painted
Bloodroom of doom
Where witchcraft and
Bloodcraft become one
Ensnared by my
Long lifeless hair ...
#gothic
#pagan
#witches
615 reads
33 Comments
Sappho
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2024 9:19am
3rd Feb 2024 9:19am
Imbolc Cleansing
O Brigid, your season has arrived
Bowing to you, Jack Frost retreats
Nature speaks spring language
The first leaves unfurl, seeds sprout
Animals give birth to their offspring
Blessed by your light, o Goddess of
Fertility, the eternal circle of
Birth death and rebirth starts anew
I call upon your guidance, o Brigid
All rooms are prepared and cleaned
The incense sticks are kindled
Now the time has come to
Smudge the house of my soul
I am afraid to face the darker side
Encouraged by your divine light
I open the...
Bowing to you, Jack Frost retreats
Nature speaks spring language
The first leaves unfurl, seeds sprout
Animals give birth to their offspring
Blessed by your light, o Goddess of
Fertility, the eternal circle of
Birth death and rebirth starts anew
I call upon your guidance, o Brigid
All rooms are prepared and cleaned
The incense sticks are kindled
Now the time has come to
Smudge the house of my soul
I am afraid to face the darker side
Encouraged by your divine light
I open the...
#rebirth
#spiritual
#mythology #pagan
#mythology #pagan
176 reads
0 Comments
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
94 reads
0 Comments
Northern_Soul
Poem Published
29th Jun 2024 9:36am
29th Jun 2024 9:36am
How Precious
My entire life
I’ve been told
to protect my pussy
as if it’s made of gold
build an electric fence around it
have crocodiles swim around
the moat of my stomach.
I think of England over centuries
how she’s been ravished, pillaged,
raided by Pagans unfamiliar
with pleasantries
how rubies are embedded in my folds
strands of pearls stretching from hip
to hole, how my treasures
desire to be hoarded
discovered
put on display.
...
I’ve been told
to protect my pussy
as if it’s made of gold
build an electric fence around it
have crocodiles swim around
the moat of my stomach.
I think of England over centuries
how she’s been ravished, pillaged,
raided by Pagans unfamiliar
with pleasantries
how rubies are embedded in my folds
strands of pearls stretching from hip
to hole, how my treasures
desire to be hoarded
discovered
put on display.
...
#confessional
#identity
#SelfDiscovery
#women
#pagan
239 reads
6 Comments
smackdownraven
Poem Published
18th Aug 2024 3:49pm
18th Aug 2024 3:49pm
the pagan way
I'm entering the place of neither here no there
a purgatory of sorts
manifesting my feelings through song
a very personal music heard on the winds
and picked up by muses
they say what I can not
with an aggressive stance, express my bottled up emotions
it is a transference of energies
spoken in a language only for the chosen few
witches of powerful occult magic cast for me
while I spell on the wind
warlocks of renown see I am properly warded
grandfather time comes in he is aware
I have chosen the pagan way
...
a purgatory of sorts
manifesting my feelings through song
a very personal music heard on the winds
and picked up by muses
they say what I can not
with an aggressive stance, express my bottled up emotions
it is a transference of energies
spoken in a language only for the chosen few
witches of powerful occult magic cast for me
while I spell on the wind
warlocks of renown see I am properly warded
grandfather time comes in he is aware
I have chosen the pagan way
...
#pagan
#witches
96 reads
0 Comments
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
45 reads
1 Comment
faithmairee
Poem Published
26th Oct 2020 10:54am
26th Oct 2020 10:54am
Angel Eyes (A Witche's Tale)
and so
the man came and told
the frightened woman
of her husband's demise
that soldier
a true man of honor
who called her angel eyes
then when he left
she grabbed a
white cloth
dampened it
a little
wiped her eyes with it
and cried out
to no one
she grabbed up
the string of beads
where they lay in
the wooden box
she kept it in
along with...
the man came and told
the frightened woman
of her husband's demise
that soldier
a true man of honor
who called her angel eyes
then when he left
she grabbed a
white cloth
dampened it
a little
wiped her eyes with it
and cried out
to no one
she grabbed up
the string of beads
where they lay in
the wooden box
she kept it in
along with...
#death
#forest
#animals
#pagan
#curse
707 reads
10 Comments
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