Beverley Price

Winter is…

Dec 8th, 2013 | By

Winter, the trees stand bare. Snow covers the ground. A secret message, just for me to share. It died on the breeze, not making a sound. Blunted by the whitewash. Reinforcing my desire. Whisper leaves, the story told. The urge to feel and enquire. The winter wolves are coming. I would love to be there.

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Hecate’s way

Oct 15th, 2013 | By

Hecate’s way On a dark and stormy night. Scentless fields are in shade Hecate’s darkness gracing the land. Should I play her maid? I wish that I could be insane. Are you lightening the fairies flight? You work with the wind I raise my eyes to your darken sight. Hecate, you are the mysteries unknown.

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September Poems

Sep 5th, 2013 | By

I am a poet and a graduate in psychology and sociology in Ipswich, UK. I am originally from South West Wales and have been living in England for nearly ten years. Here I found my bardic and spiritual home, belonging to several pagan groups and recently becoming the “high priestess” of my own. I share

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How do you stay faith-full when the world is falling apart?

Aug 2nd, 2013 | By

I have been following a Wiccan path for 15 years now, but it is only been in the last five years that I have become part of groups and become a “high priestess” of my own group and had my own “patron” Goddess. Being Wiccan has never been the easiest path to follow, having to

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July Poems

Jul 8th, 2013 | By

I am a poet and a graduate in psychology and sociology in Ipswich, UK. I am originally from South West Wales and have been living in England for nearly ten years. Here I found my bardic and spiritual home, belonging to several pagan groups and recently becoming the “high priestess” of my own. I share

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June Poems

Jun 2nd, 2013 | By

The Lilith Effect You land as gently as a butterfly. Your concept is as a heartless bitch. You will be there at the Apocalypse. Take your rightful place as a Goddess. As the night begins to slowly crawl. The darkest hour you begin to tease. Embracing the cold whispers of huluppu. Inconceivable loved as a

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Moon Skald – Beverley Price

Apr 30th, 2013 | By

Moon and Music It seems fitting that the first article I write for Moon books talks about Moons, but I would like to look at the it from a debated form of poetry, music lyrics. And I would like to start with my personal favourite band, Pulp and their song “Someone Like the Moon”. “She

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