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.
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witches cult
lilting in fornicating fauna my womanhood gleans pearls from your steel
sensing your deep ache and eternal need ancient and angry
turning in my thoughts your masculinity so forceful I step back
receding in the marred glassy eyed girl you desire
I long to smash the anarchy in your stare that pins me to childhood fears
where you manipulate my dreams into night terrors
grieving in nocturnal orgasms you conjure the witch who turns you on
spinning my web in jewels of thoughts that glisten thoughts of us
merging as one in servitude to your...
sensing your deep ache and eternal need ancient and angry
turning in my thoughts your masculinity so forceful I step back
receding in the marred glassy eyed girl you desire
I long to smash the anarchy in your stare that pins me to childhood fears
where you manipulate my dreams into night terrors
grieving in nocturnal orgasms you conjure the witch who turns you on
spinning my web in jewels of thoughts that glisten thoughts of us
merging as one in servitude to your...
#witches
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Invoke
Designed to flaw the air
a small breath and I hear the the whispers
hush now it's the child of scorn
Born to err
invoke the power
and spell
Sow the need
and reap
Stirring the aether
I rise from the mortal
touching the sky
the immortal shimmers
A corrupt vision of faith
lest I forget my own face
a small breath and I hear the the whispers
hush now it's the child of scorn
Born to err
invoke the power
and spell
Sow the need
and reap
Stirring the aether
I rise from the mortal
touching the sky
the immortal shimmers
A corrupt vision of faith
lest I forget my own face
#love
#magic
#witches
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Whispering of Covens - with Grace
Willows whispering of the covens and tea
weeping the winds with nature's homily
puffing off the heretics with pharmacy
glimmering in show a chalice of chablis
winds talking to me in sensibility
spending minutes holding perfection
only for a while and then letting go
blankets of blue from mountain tops
every lasting poem spoken
in silky taste of Cabernet Sauvignon
weeping the winds with nature's homily
puffing off the heretics with pharmacy
glimmering in show a chalice of chablis
winds talking to me in sensibility
spending minutes holding perfection
only for a while and then letting go
blankets of blue from mountain tops
every lasting poem spoken
in silky taste of Cabernet Sauvignon
#collaboration
#spiritual
#witches #WritingPoetry
#witches #WritingPoetry
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Tool Few Tools, Eerily Well Worshipped
Vice grip, a tool
bought by husbands
for wives of fools
based on the name alone
this I cannot condone
Some pliers
will do
or as she'd have them called,
two iron pads that can
make you holler and hoot
Hammers,
must be metal pounders,
shovels, earth gougers
and staplers
paperclips that can shoot,
stay astute,
that tool shed remains a dangerous room
and it's a red flag when
pole for flight of hag
refers to her brooms,
gotta hand it to these
handy witches
bought by husbands
for wives of fools
based on the name alone
this I cannot condone
Some pliers
will do
or as she'd have them called,
two iron pads that can
make you holler and hoot
Hammers,
must be metal pounders,
shovels, earth gougers
and staplers
paperclips that can shoot,
stay astute,
that tool shed remains a dangerous room
and it's a red flag when
pole for flight of hag
refers to her brooms,
gotta hand it to these
handy witches
#witches
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WHAT'S IN THE DARKNESS
What is it about the deepness of the darkness, that have us all so afraid, to be in the dark alone. Sitting in the quiet moments of our silent whispers and quiet thoughts. 🤔 Yet sometimes we welcome it with open arms, and take it with a grain of salt as it means to be very careful, for what we ask for in hindsight of something that it is bad. YET it comes to be as just something to happen as it comes, from no misdeed with the wrong influence and intentions, to bind side us from the deepness of the truth that, we can feel that a change is gonna come. FROM out of the darkness creeping...
#ghosts
#vampires
#werewolves
#witches
#zombies
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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
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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
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Loreley
For hours I've been sitting on this rock
Where you wanted to meet me
In the afternoon hours, and now
The sky is already dressed for soiree
In all shades of orange, red and pink
Where are you, dear, when will you come?
A hundred times I've brushed my hair
A golden wave flowing to my hips
Soft and silken like the
Legendary golden fleece
Longing for your hands' gentle touch
Where are you, dear, when will you come?
I climbed up a steep path to this rock
Hi above the river Rhein
A wonderful viewpoint of the valley ...
Where you wanted to meet me
In the afternoon hours, and now
The sky is already dressed for soiree
In all shades of orange, red and pink
Where are you, dear, when will you come?
A hundred times I've brushed my hair
A golden wave flowing to my hips
Soft and silken like the
Legendary golden fleece
Longing for your hands' gentle touch
Where are you, dear, when will you come?
I climbed up a steep path to this rock
Hi above the river Rhein
A wonderful viewpoint of the valley ...
#mermaids
#witches
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A Witch reborn in the Night
A woman alone
seeking comfort in the dark
hoping to hide from the blight of her soul
instead discovering the purity of night
She once was young and full of light
a virgin trusting and naïve
until the world came crashing down
sanity buried deep beneath rape and incest
memories alive forever in her mind
Her heart grew cold
a blizzard that savaged her life
yet new desires grew from frozen ground
everything lost but serenity found
A whisper barely heard
above the pounding of her heart
"My sweet...
seeking comfort in the dark
hoping to hide from the blight of her soul
instead discovering the purity of night
She once was young and full of light
a virgin trusting and naïve
until the world came crashing down
sanity buried deep beneath rape and incest
memories alive forever in her mind
Her heart grew cold
a blizzard that savaged her life
yet new desires grew from frozen ground
everything lost but serenity found
A whisper barely heard
above the pounding of her heart
"My sweet...
#abuse
#love
#rebirth #witches
#rebirth #witches
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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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Wild wicked witch
I’m a wild wicked witch
That’s right, you heard me bitch
You can poke at me with your sticks
But I’ll never miss a trick
Let me cast a spell
Ensnare you in my hell
You can fight, you can yell
But the magic will always tell
Tell me where you’re hiding
Where you’ve ran, which wall you’re climbing
It’s all just a case of timing
I’m forever learning, forever finding
Finding things I’d left behind
Finding things I’d hidden
Finding things I’d cast aside
To things I’d said good riddance
...
That’s right, you heard me bitch
You can poke at me with your sticks
But I’ll never miss a trick
Let me cast a spell
Ensnare you in my hell
You can fight, you can yell
But the magic will always tell
Tell me where you’re hiding
Where you’ve ran, which wall you’re climbing
It’s all just a case of timing
I’m forever learning, forever finding
Finding things I’d left behind
Finding things I’d hidden
Finding things I’d cast aside
To things I’d said good riddance
...
#fiction
#magic
#witches #NaPoWriMo2024
#witches #NaPoWriMo2024
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Lady Dark~Series
my darkness escaped me and assaulted my soul
weeping in the atmosphere
shrinking in the noise
Lady Dark got to me
leaving me chained in the verses, she explained herself
with a vicious jealousy over me
sanctified night I still shiver
retelling the chaos in the light
telling my Father what his Goddess Madness had done
she was allowed out of her confines to visit me
speaking despicable things
sparking a fire under the man I love
engaging him directly
in an unseemly fashion
I cringe hearing her,...
weeping in the atmosphere
shrinking in the noise
Lady Dark got to me
leaving me chained in the verses, she explained herself
with a vicious jealousy over me
sanctified night I still shiver
retelling the chaos in the light
telling my Father what his Goddess Madness had done
she was allowed out of her confines to visit me
speaking despicable things
sparking a fire under the man I love
engaging him directly
in an unseemly fashion
I cringe hearing her,...
#love
#mother
#hell #witches
#hell #witches
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