Poems about Witches and Witchcraft
#witches
Poems about witches and witchcraft, here you'll find poetry about magic and spells. From Halloween poems about evil witches on broomsticks, to poetry about white witches and modern Wicca practices.
LostViking
Lost Viking
Lost Viking
Poem Published
Today 11:45am
Today 11:45am
The Palm Reader
#love
#heartbroken
#sex
#memories
#witches
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nikkimoe
Poem Published
Today 1:26am
Today 1:26am
The Buzzing From a Brain Scrubbing
The television truly loves you
and you truly love it back,
if it weren't for the T.V.
you wouldn't know
what to say and you
wouldn't know how to act.
Brain dead sheep dont bah
they fah la la la lalow.
Blinded with psy-ence.
and you truly love it back,
if it weren't for the T.V.
you wouldn't know
what to say and you
wouldn't know how to act.
Brain dead sheep dont bah
they fah la la la lalow.
Blinded with psy-ence.
#fairies
#unicorns
#witches
15 reads
4 Comments
Blackwolf
Poem Published
10th Apr 2021 8:49pm
10th Apr 2021 8:49pm
Future Retrospect
I Select This Introspect
Order Ways To Deep Connect
Not Be So Pro - Perplexed
I Deflect The Incorrect
Anything I View Suspect
As Circumspect Misdirect
As An Architect Of Sound Effect
I Utilize My Intellect
Twist And Turn My Dialect
Use My Will To Redirect
I Do Not Pray Or Genuflect
I Ground My Words To Take Effect
Order Ways To Deep Connect
Not Be So Pro - Perplexed
I Deflect The Incorrect
Anything I View Suspect
As Circumspect Misdirect
As An Architect Of Sound Effect
I Utilize My Intellect
Twist And Turn My Dialect
Use My Will To Redirect
I Do Not Pray Or Genuflect
I Ground My Words To Take Effect
#motivational
#pagan
#magic
#witches
#determination
25 reads
4 Comments
Zazzles
Broom
Broom
Poem Published
9th Apr 2021 11:36pm
9th Apr 2021 11:36pm
Getting ready for the gathering
Magic Mushrooms pg3
I hurried inside my profile and shut & locked the door. I had to make sure my NaPo for tonight was ready to go, so, I had a quick read. Ahuh__ yup all good. I logged off and poured myself a brandy and looked outside.
From my profile window reflection. I could see all 13 candles including my own, alive and flickering, each releasing their own scent of honeysuckle and lavender into the spring air. My cell phone was ringing, I turned my iphone speaker on,
“Go for Zazzles” I laughed in deIight...
I hurried inside my profile and shut & locked the door. I had to make sure my NaPo for tonight was ready to go, so, I had a quick read. Ahuh__ yup all good. I logged off and poured myself a brandy and looked outside.
From my profile window reflection. I could see all 13 candles including my own, alive and flickering, each releasing their own scent of honeysuckle and lavender into the spring air. My cell phone was ringing, I turned my iphone speaker on,
“Go for Zazzles” I laughed in deIight...
#magic
#witches
46 reads
9 Comments
Zazzles
Broom
Broom
Poem Published
8th Apr 2021 5:07pm
8th Apr 2021 5:07pm
The Stranger?
The Magic Mushrooms pg2
I turned around and almost fainted. Omg GW! Is that really you brother? -Yes, it’s me Zazz. Wow! we thought we lost you, we thought you died, where have you been? have you been here in the garden this whole time, since last season? since our last Coven gathering, since the Winter solstice___?
Wait, what am I saying, No no no of course not.
...
I turned around and almost fainted. Omg GW! Is that really you brother? -Yes, it’s me Zazz. Wow! we thought we lost you, we thought you died, where have you been? have you been here in the garden this whole time, since last season? since our last Coven gathering, since the Winter solstice___?
Wait, what am I saying, No no no of course not.
...
#magic
#witches
45 reads
6 Comments
Penguinphile
Poem Published
20th Mar 2021 7:30pm
20th Mar 2021 7:30pm
When Introverts ruled the World
#religion
#God
#heaven
#hell
#witches
52 reads
4 Comments
joegracegrace
Joe Grace
Joe Grace
Poem Published
15th Mar 2021 10:14am
15th Mar 2021 10:14am
Young Earth versus Old Earth
Young Earth Creationists claim that death came as a result of sin - man's sin.
According to this view, everything was "good..very good"(Genesis 1.10,12,18,21,25 and 31) up until sin came into the world.
But the Old Earth view is that physical death preceded sin.
It was spiritual death that came with sin.
We're talking 2 totally different types of death here !!
It seems to me that the YEC view is UNTENABLE based on the hypothetical situation where man didn't sin.
Imagine that Adam and Eve didn't eat the forbidden fruit.
According to this...
According to this view, everything was "good..very good"(Genesis 1.10,12,18,21,25 and 31) up until sin came into the world.
But the Old Earth view is that physical death preceded sin.
It was spiritual death that came with sin.
We're talking 2 totally different types of death here !!
It seems to me that the YEC view is UNTENABLE based on the hypothetical situation where man didn't sin.
Imagine that Adam and Eve didn't eat the forbidden fruit.
According to this...
#angels
#ghosts
#witches
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BlueBeastGirl
Poem Published
26th Feb 2021 1:30am
26th Feb 2021 1:30am
Dark Sparkle
Lately I've been going through changes
I've always known something was wrong in me
First it was because I couldn't conform
Gothic girl in a super toxic christian world
Then it was because I was so very gay
And if you couldnt tell my life just wasn't set up for that
Then I kept loving people who liked having me around
But didn't want me to be their forever
Kept bleeding out emotionally each year
Trying harder and harder to claw my way through it all
But then my mind kinda snapped amd cracked
Dropped out of college, moved across...
I've always known something was wrong in me
First it was because I couldn't conform
Gothic girl in a super toxic christian world
Then it was because I was so very gay
And if you couldnt tell my life just wasn't set up for that
Then I kept loving people who liked having me around
But didn't want me to be their forever
Kept bleeding out emotionally each year
Trying harder and harder to claw my way through it all
But then my mind kinda snapped amd cracked
Dropped out of college, moved across...
#faith
#TruthOfLife
#magic #witches
#magic #witches
47 reads
6 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
19th Feb 2021 11:58am
19th Feb 2021 11:58am
the son I lost
The son I lost
My sister had three sons she was not in good health
and when her oldest brother was 16, she died and left them
to a father who was cold and distant.
Since I didn´t have a son, I thought of the oldest, Earl, like my son.
Earl worked hard and studied, and moved out as soon as he could
to a flat of his own.
Of his two younger brothers I have little to say as they succumbed
to the narrow confined of a small town.
Earl married too early to an unsuitable woman, but the marriage
produced a son the divorce court gave to...
My sister had three sons she was not in good health
and when her oldest brother was 16, she died and left them
to a father who was cold and distant.
Since I didn´t have a son, I thought of the oldest, Earl, like my son.
Earl worked hard and studied, and moved out as soon as he could
to a flat of his own.
Of his two younger brothers I have little to say as they succumbed
to the narrow confined of a small town.
Earl married too early to an unsuitable woman, but the marriage
produced a son the divorce court gave to...
#devil
#angels
#ghosts
#aliens
#witches
36 reads
2 Comments
Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Bumped 14th Feb 2021 00:44am
7th Sep 2020 1:05am
7th Sep 2020 1:05am
Mysterious dance
The sun melted into the horizon as the misty fog snaked it's way through the valley.
Winding through forests and hills, blanketing the quiet scenery with it's moist dew.
Dancing candlelight pierced the newborn darkness with a flaming exuberance.
Wild children filled with mystic thoughts left the comfort of their beds and met in the cool sacred grounds of the cemetery.
Surrounded by aging oak trees the candles cast shadows on the ancient monoliths as the awakened children danced and chanted their mysterious songs to the moon.
Winding through forests and hills, blanketing the quiet scenery with it's moist dew.
Dancing candlelight pierced the newborn darkness with a flaming exuberance.
Wild children filled with mystic thoughts left the comfort of their beds and met in the cool sacred grounds of the cemetery.
Surrounded by aging oak trees the candles cast shadows on the ancient monoliths as the awakened children danced and chanted their mysterious songs to the moon.
#moon
#shadows
#dance #witches
#dance #witches
148 reads
9 Comments
joegracegrace
Joe Grace
Joe Grace
Poem Published
6th Feb 2021 2:15am
6th Feb 2021 2:15am
Do Angels Really Have Wings ??!! Of Course NOT !!
Angels don't have wings !!
Only in visions do they have them.
In Isaiah's vision the angels had wings(Isaiah 6.1-7).
In paintings saints have halos above their heads.
But halos are not really there !!
They are added by the artist for OUR sakes - so we can see who is who.
Ditto with wings.
Angels in paintings have them so that WE can tell that they are angels !!
At the tomb of Christ, there were two angels dressed in shining white.
They told Peter and John, and Mary Magdalene that Jesus had risen - like...
Only in visions do they have them.
In Isaiah's vision the angels had wings(Isaiah 6.1-7).
In paintings saints have halos above their heads.
But halos are not really there !!
They are added by the artist for OUR sakes - so we can see who is who.
Ditto with wings.
Angels in paintings have them so that WE can tell that they are angels !!
At the tomb of Christ, there were two angels dressed in shining white.
They told Peter and John, and Mary Magdalene that Jesus had risen - like...
#God
#devil
#angels
#ghosts
#witches
74 reads
3 Comments
FateOfMyFable
Poem Published
4th Feb 2021 9:35pm
4th Feb 2021 9:35pm
FOR I AM
For I am all yet I am none. Give me a face and you shall find me. Fallow me in any way, and your path I will guide ye. Even as none for I am all that any who wills it. Your mind is open your heart is wide, dream of me but do not sleep, and my voice and eyes I will provide. Fallow this with true love and true trust. Happily finally met but joyous as we part. Fallow this and I as all and yet none with all your good mind and all your good heart, dream again, with judgment of the heart not of the mind. For most who think they can see yet are only blinde.
#God
#angels
#ghosts #witches
#ghosts #witches
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