Category Archives: Pagan Poetry
Come, little children The time’s come to play To ride on the water-horse To ride far away… Come, little children I’ll drag you down deep Silently screaming Into an eternal sleep.
Winter’s kiss a whisper in the mist a gently frosted innocence… Winter’s kiss The wind is your embrace Winter’s kiss Softly sparkling silver lips Winter’s kiss a fleeting, floating feeling of wishing, wasting, wanting… The moment slips away before too long The forever now long-gone Evanescence of a winter’s kiss.
Stillborn, moonshine Don’t look back Soft and silent Buried underground Gentle, starlight Say goodnight Lost and all alone… Faeries gather all around Never a house but forever a home Deep within the faerie hill…
Biting wishes into apples A time of balance has arrived Drinking cakes and ale beneath a gently darkening cloud-laced sky… It is the equinox of the autumn The harmonious Sabbat of Mabon While with friends or in solitude Nights to come will seem so beautifully long.
Eyes softly open Surrounded by trees gentle birdsongs. My heart sings along to the rhythm of nature Walking feet play the beat Secluded swing Hidden from view Lost to time amidst brambles and ivy covering the earthen floor. Unseen beauty hangs deep in this calming place a world inside a world leads […]
Left asunder by the storm I pick up the broken parts To rebuild again Is my only hope; only chance for survival. I feel the magick in the air My fingertips tingle as I Step on wood, dampened by rain… Cold, wet leaves upon the ground Winds whisper softly as I come to […]
Soft Sweet Melancholy silence Letting me realize No impressions of sound Final quiet Before the storm Brews near Gentle faerie music Hear their songs sung on the wind totum omnia as everything falls silent again.
In the soft fluttering whispering wind of the night The tree branches unfurl and begin to sing Rosebuds of crimson thought fall from the sky like rain The stars above in the navy-black sky Swirl round and round… Winged wood-elves Leading you into a labyrinth lost and growing you over with branches and moss.
Celtic god of light and sun Arises in the East Harvesting apples, corn, and grain To make a Lammas feast The darker days of winter beckon at last and the warmer days of Midsummer have gently gone and past the Earth has given up her bountiful harvests On the eve of Lughnasadh we shall […]
In a butterfly’s winged whisper I found A heartbeat deep inside the ground I think it was the Heartbeat of the Earth In the howl of wolves on an opulent night Singing to the lunar light I swear I sensed the Heartbeat of the Earth In the glint of the sun In the light of […]