Long Poems About Witches
#witches
Long poems about witches. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
14th Nov 2024 10:24pm
14th Nov 2024 10:24pm
Broken-record
I.
I wish I was a Witch
imbued through grace
beget by the knowledge of Truth
to combat ignorance
I'd proudly proclaim the title
bowing to Mother Nature
for gifting me the moniker
of so brave the women
—maiden, mother, and crone—
who suffered under religiosity
from pointy fingers
and judgmental tongues
condemning them to death
II.
...
I wish I was a Witch
imbued through grace
beget by the knowledge of Truth
to combat ignorance
I'd proudly proclaim the title
bowing to Mother Nature
for gifting me the moniker
of so brave the women
—maiden, mother, and crone—
who suffered under religiosity
from pointy fingers
and judgmental tongues
condemning them to death
II.
...
#magic
#pagan
#universe #witches
#universe #witches
362 reads
24 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
4th Nov 2024 12:24pm
4th Nov 2024 12:24pm
Whorehouse Music
The carriage pulled up outside a gabled house with bars on the upper windows, below a full moon beaming light on the scene as if it was a stage play. A small, stout man in restrained courtly dress emerged from the carriage, pursued by a younger man in full royal regalia, sleeves slashed to reveal silk lining the colour of green jade, thick hair greased and waved in the modern style.
They were met at the door of the establishment by a madam whose wrinkled skin and flat chest were supported by shimmering black lace. The stout man found her attractive for what he perceived as her grit...
They were met at the door of the establishment by a madam whose wrinkled skin and flat chest were supported by shimmering black lace. The stout man found her attractive for what he perceived as her grit...
#horror
#ShortStory
#werewolves #witches
#werewolves #witches
84 reads
4 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
3rd Oct 2024 4:38pm
3rd Oct 2024 4:38pm
Sacred Dust
In moonlight’s glow
and shadows grey
wafting incense
and cleansing sage
a coarsen circle of salt
seals shut the gate
A potion of spells
begins to take hold
a Life-force of energy
emanating Love
Transcendental planets
begin to align—
Uranus, Neptune
and Pluto by design
The binds of ancient portals
release their sacred lock
Spirits of our Ancestors
beyond the veil come forth
Incandescent bodies of light
illuminate the hour
Ashes of Earth begin to rise ...
and shadows grey
wafting incense
and cleansing sage
a coarsen circle of salt
seals shut the gate
A potion of spells
begins to take hold
a Life-force of energy
emanating Love
Transcendental planets
begin to align—
Uranus, Neptune
and Pluto by design
The binds of ancient portals
release their sacred lock
Spirits of our Ancestors
beyond the veil come forth
Incandescent bodies of light
illuminate the hour
Ashes of Earth begin to rise ...
#magic
#pagan
#witches
467 reads
31 Comments
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
2nd Oct 2024 6:48pm
2nd Oct 2024 6:48pm
Consume to be Exhumed
Good morning Mr. Baskin. It has been a while since I have seen you here? What seems….” The doctor’s voice trails off when he realizes that his patient does not look well at all.
He seems to be in some physical distress.
“Doc I think that bitch has finally done me in.”
“Who?” the doctor asked since it had not been noted in his chart that he was married.
“Joanna, My…. Never mind what she is to me but I think she broke something”
The doctor motioned for him to get on the table and started the exam. Pupils dilated, skin pasty and moist from...
He seems to be in some physical distress.
“Doc I think that bitch has finally done me in.”
“Who?” the doctor asked since it had not been noted in his chart that he was married.
“Joanna, My…. Never mind what she is to me but I think she broke something”
The doctor motioned for him to get on the table and started the exam. Pupils dilated, skin pasty and moist from...
#witches
#zombies
158 reads
15 Comments
Samnash
Sam Nash
Sam Nash
Poem Published
24th Sep 2024 7:16pm
24th Sep 2024 7:16pm
Black Rain
#BDSM
#dark
#erotic
#ShortStory
#witches
252 reads
16 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
13th Sep 2024 10:54pm
13th Sep 2024 10:54pm
gizzards
interesting hateful and not listening
hardcore I don't give a fuck
a curse on the tip of my tongue
burns my lips as it tumbles out
shimmering mirage with depths
you haven't met me yet
pluck your insincerity and hex it
my tears are mine to collect
a beauty of a witch too bad
I had to be hurt
I'm not thug hard
but I've been around enough to hold my ground
for the life of me I don't know why
5150 attracts people from me
until the dark horde attacks
from the mist running in the background ...
hardcore I don't give a fuck
a curse on the tip of my tongue
burns my lips as it tumbles out
shimmering mirage with depths
you haven't met me yet
pluck your insincerity and hex it
my tears are mine to collect
a beauty of a witch too bad
I had to be hurt
I'm not thug hard
but I've been around enough to hold my ground
for the life of me I don't know why
5150 attracts people from me
until the dark horde attacks
from the mist running in the background ...
#vampires
#witches
118 reads
4 Comments
smackdownraven
Poem Published
11th Sep 2024 10:42pm
11th Sep 2024 10:42pm
a darkling speaks up
my missing quotient isn't my soul but a part of me
multifaceted refracted shades of my pneuma
reflecting my multidimensional personalities
you watch on and you recognize that the driving force of me is not present
it dismays my sacredness
hurt inside I await her patiently to return
she has either gone real deep inside me
or has crossed into another dimension to rectify things
lingers the feelings I've been through quite a lot
and I can't ascribe it to mental health
when none or the other patients are like me
I have...
multifaceted refracted shades of my pneuma
reflecting my multidimensional personalities
you watch on and you recognize that the driving force of me is not present
it dismays my sacredness
hurt inside I await her patiently to return
she has either gone real deep inside me
or has crossed into another dimension to rectify things
lingers the feelings I've been through quite a lot
and I can't ascribe it to mental health
when none or the other patients are like me
I have...
#aliens
#vampires
#witches
123 reads
5 Comments
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
7th Sep 2024 5:25pm
7th Sep 2024 5:25pm
His Chief Servant
His rise began in whispered blight
From cold Angmar’s shadowed height
A realm of stone, of frost and fear
Where none could see and none could hear
The Witch-King, veiled in spectral might
Led forth his legions through the night
With iron will and malice deep
He stirred the North from haunted sleep
The petty kings and wayward lords
He broke beneath his cursed swords
With cunning plans and cruel delight
He set the North ablaze with fright
First came the fall of Rhudaur’s keep
Its towers shorn, its barrows deep
The...
From cold Angmar’s shadowed height
A realm of stone, of frost and fear
Where none could see and none could hear
The Witch-King, veiled in spectral might
Led forth his legions through the night
With iron will and malice deep
He stirred the North from haunted sleep
The petty kings and wayward lords
He broke beneath his cursed swords
With cunning plans and cruel delight
He set the North ablaze with fright
First came the fall of Rhudaur’s keep
Its towers shorn, its barrows deep
The...
#epic
#JRRTolkien
#narrative
#rhyming
#witches
90 reads
1 Comment
LunaDahlia
Poem Published
21st Aug 2024 12:07pm
21st Aug 2024 12:07pm
Mother Mag
There once lived a woman
In an opulent estate
No amount of wealth
Could spare her this fate
Her name was Mag
She bore a beautiful daughter
Nothing could prepare them
For this unsightly slaughter
They spent their young lives
Creating potions and powders
The alchemical machines could
Not have been any louder
Healers by trade and
Mystics by night
I can still see the way their brooms
Rose with the night
For they were...
In an opulent estate
No amount of wealth
Could spare her this fate
Her name was Mag
She bore a beautiful daughter
Nothing could prepare them
For this unsightly slaughter
They spent their young lives
Creating potions and powders
The alchemical machines could
Not have been any louder
Healers by trade and
Mystics by night
I can still see the way their brooms
Rose with the night
For they were...
#ghosts
#murder
#pagan #witches
#pagan #witches
197 reads
0 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
29th May 2024 7:27pm
29th May 2024 7:27pm
Abyss Of A Vampire’s Touch
DRACON’S CASTLE
Sighisoara, Romania
Naynina pulled the BMW around the circular driveway. She rested the engine and withdrew the key. She opened the door and pushed it close. She hurried around the front of the vehicle to the passenger side. She opened the door.
Mordecai opened the door. He flashed over to the vehicle.
“I don’t know what happened.”
Mordecai did not acknowledge Naynina’s presence. He lifted Dracon’s body from out the SUV and hauled his body over his shoulder. His presence moved at...
Sighisoara, Romania
Naynina pulled the BMW around the circular driveway. She rested the engine and withdrew the key. She opened the door and pushed it close. She hurried around the front of the vehicle to the passenger side. She opened the door.
Mordecai opened the door. He flashed over to the vehicle.
“I don’t know what happened.”
Mordecai did not acknowledge Naynina’s presence. He lifted Dracon’s body from out the SUV and hauled his body over his shoulder. His presence moved at...
#fairies
#memories
#vampires
#witches
#love
272 reads
3 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
8th May 2024 1:23am
8th May 2024 1:23am
A Bite Of A Vampire’s Fate Part I
Tears of Fate Witch’s Brew
TIBRADDEN MOUNTAIN
Dublin, Ireland
Dracon elongated his body on his paws as he stretched out his hind legs. He stood on all four legs and sniffed the mountaintop. He smelled Naynina’s presence in the wind. His paws rested on a boulder overlooking the top of the beautiful towering tress below.
Tonight, he would strike Seneca’s fortress, bringing an end to his ruthless clan. He also knew it was his sole responsibility to provide safe passage for Naynina and himself back to Romania. Therefore, he will have to call upon his second...
TIBRADDEN MOUNTAIN
Dublin, Ireland
Dracon elongated his body on his paws as he stretched out his hind legs. He stood on all four legs and sniffed the mountaintop. He smelled Naynina’s presence in the wind. His paws rested on a boulder overlooking the top of the beautiful towering tress below.
Tonight, he would strike Seneca’s fortress, bringing an end to his ruthless clan. He also knew it was his sole responsibility to provide safe passage for Naynina and himself back to Romania. Therefore, he will have to call upon his second...
#fairies
#fate
#vampires #witches
#vampires #witches
328 reads
15 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
22nd Apr 2024 10:56pm
22nd Apr 2024 10:56pm
The Sheridan Women
The women of the Sheridan family always disappeared at some point in their lives, normally before fifty but at least once at seventy-two. (She was a powerful old woman called Ma Sheridan, who ruled her henhouse with an iron claw.) Eleanor became dimly aware of this truth when she was seven years old, and overheard her mother explaining family photographs to her grandfather, already short of memory at sixty-eight. His name was Granddad Chips and it would take another twelve years for the old boy to require hospitalisation, by which time Eleanor would have made her disappearance, the youngest...
#magic
#pagan
#prose #witches
#prose #witches
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