Category: Poem

A Poem - Primordial Oak

10/10/2018

I published a book of poetry earlier this year titled A Witch's Voice. It's available on Amazon or if you desire an autograph copy you can purchase it here through my website by following the link in the sidebar, but this blog post isn't to promote the book, well not directly. It is to share with you that I still write poetry even if it is not for the purpose of publishing another poetry book, but rather to express my love for my Craft and to share the experiences I encounter while doing so.

Since relocating to Seattle, Washington from Massachusetts I have come to recognize that the energies between the two locations are very different and after having a conversation

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Musings

6/27/2018

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Sometimes as we live our lives and practice our Craft there are situations and people that can really just irritate us. Right? I am aware that these moments appear so that we can take time and reflect on why it bothers us to such an extent and to grow from the experience. Perhaps the person or situation is reflecting back at us something that we may want to examine more thoroughly; a wound that we have not healed from that could possibly be effecting our Craft in a way that is detrimental to our overall well-being. I believe that often times when we are being confronted and even ridiculed by a Christian this may hit us swifter and with more emotion than if it was by someone else and about something other than our religious or spiritual beliefs. There is this history we share that energetically binds us to each other in suffering and grief, which is a trigger for many Witches to lash out and feel the need to defend themselves, but I am not one of those Witches. I was raised within in Christian home and explored Christianity for years before forging my own spiritual path. It isn't that I disliked the teachings, but more that I don't believe that any one religion has

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Poem: A Witch's Voice

2/21/2018

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The following is a poem from my upcoming pagan poetry book titled,
A Witch's Voice.

Here in this forest of primordial mysteries
I have not knowledge, but knowing, whispered secrets
Of the Ancient Ones, of the fae,
Themselves elemental spirits of the wood,
Cloaked, they’re soundlessly watching with interest: my
Movements with the familiar wild
Curiosity of nature, the cloistered
Sanctuary of my Ancestors, they’re hushed abundant
Murmurs to be surmised something more than wind.
Witch, Shadow Weaver, dances, her animated silhouette

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Anniversary

9/18/2014

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This is a poem I wrote in October 2011 in memory of my dearest friend, Erin. (b.12/8/69 d. 9/18/11). She had breast cancer and fought for years before succumbing three years ago.

For Erin

Yes, I miss you, yes, I do,
All the time – time that flew
Away like a butterfly
On a warm summer’s day
As children in the neighborhood play.

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