Poetry

Hekate Einalian Devotional

Jan 20th, 2018 | By

Hekate Einalian Thank you for safe passage You showed your power The ship shook with rage With passion With strength With joy The waves crashed in Just the right places Making the smooth crossing A hectic horror For those with seasickness Even some who had Never suffered previously Clutched their twisting tummies But the cabin

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January’s Goddesses- The Moirai

Jan 3rd, 2018 | By
The Moirai, The Fates, spider

The Moirai are more commonly known in English as The Fates.  Originally, there was Moira (”strong one”), and she was a single Goddess.  Then she was divided into a goddess of birth and of death.  And then the third aspect, that of the life in between, showed up.  At one point, there were 4, but

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Arrow Moon and Horse-Man Moon

Dec 16th, 2017 | By

A song for the new moon in Sagittarius Arrow tipped with fire Sparks the moon. Out of the shadow-woods steps the horse, Or is it man? Dark shaggy fur hangs loose on supple limbs Dark curling mane hides the face But under them, what is that which hides? Curving, delicate, lying on her back The

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Seasonal Pagan Poetry – Winter Fishing

Nov 15th, 2017 | By

Winter fishing   Winter light comes knife blade bright Sharp to eyes and lungs Autumn sludge does not begrudge This chance to glint and gleam. Blues and greens from children’s dreams Painted on land and sky, All agleam are stone and stream Where soaring buzzards cry.   Blue electric, blue majestic Supernatural seeming sight Feathered

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Pagan Poetry – Ink Cap

Sep 19th, 2017 | By

By Mabh Savage   Invisible invader of my lawn One day here, next gone Or so it seems Made from the essence of dreams. From purest white to shaggy black Forcing through the earthy crack Twixt cyclamen and grass You are the season come to pass. I watch you flake; like ash Into the wind,

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Pagan poetry – Brambling

Sep 13th, 2017 | By

By Mabh Savage Caught red handed, Well, purple really, Juice dripping down Guilty chin. Bucket half full Promising wine, crumbles, pies; All lies If I don’t stop eating them Along the trail. These jewels are not just mine I share them with Doves, pigeons, blackbirds Lon Dubh shouting As I invade His sacred space. So

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The use of cauldrons

Aug 13th, 2017 | By

By Nimue Brown In the Taliesin myth, the events leading to the central character becoming a famous bard are kicked off when sorceress/goddess Ceridwen sets out to make a potion. She does it to try and give her son wisdom to offset his apparent insufficiency. She has an old man and a young boy watch

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Natural Magic

Jul 13th, 2017 | By

                  Like grasses in a zephyr Like birches in a breeze Like oaks in a hurricane We bend where we need to Moving with the world Changing with the season Ebbing with the tide. Like spider silk in summer Drifting on a thermal Rising to the eagles

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Pagan poetry from Mabh Savage

Jun 5th, 2017 | By

Tuatha Dé Danann There’s a black feather floating on the wind Gasp it in, sigh it out Breath of blood, hot iron in my nostrils Suck it in, steam it out Long red hair that catches on the fence post Tie it back, pull it out Great club beating on the fractured bed rock Call

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The Eildon Tree

May 21st, 2017 | By

Spikes spear the sky; a crown of thorns Exchanged for a crown of flowers As May Day comes with wind and sun; With eerie Faerie powers.   Thomas walked beneath the tree He met a lady fair With velvet cloak and oak green shirt Riding a milky mare.   She tempts with words and tempts

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