Poetry

The Witches Rite
by
Veilwalker

Chant The Words Of The Witches Rite
That flow through the atmosphere tonight.
Powers of north , south, east & west
Guard the circle as we invoke our guest

Negative forces are now banished
As the bell tolls thrice
All fears have vanished.
To the spirits that be...
Welcome and Hail!
As the third eye opens
we see beyond the veil.

Visions of things present and past
Are now revealed within the
circle we've cast.
Elementals surround us
Energies flow free.
Many questions are answered
So Mote It Be.

The visions slowly cease
but the cone of power is strong.
We absorb the energies
As the nightbird sings her song.

We prepare to release the Quarters
As the moon shines over the dell.
North, South, East, West
Hail And Farewell!

The energies are released
The circle is now open
Though we go our separate ways
The circle is still unbroken.

Blessed Be!

Ode To The Intrepid Voyager
by
Oliver I. Spence

Leave undone no quest nor yield to little minds of small men filled with fear.
Take no consul with frightened memory or illusion.
Never smell the dismal air of despair.
It is better to choke on the dust of brave men.
Embrace the unknown with faith of the promise of living to in a passionate paradise.

Pray tell, the tales of lights deep in the Abyss
where tears are sowed and hoplessness reaped from rivers of dreams unrealized.

The lights,
be they of burning brimstone embers,
The reflection of stars on polished tombstones,
or
Diamonds from the underworld
Seeking true lovers from above.

I hunger to know all that is.
I am possessed by a passion,
demanding enlightenment
even in the shadow of all man, Angels and Gods.

Mists Of Dreams
by
Anita Everette

Beyond the shadows of time
Within the maze of dreams
He speaks to her...
Bringing to life realities
That were once out of her reach.

He speaks of life, laughter, and
his longings for her.
As he guides her through the
realms of sleep
He holds her tight
Caressing her with his hands

Reassuring her that love
surrounds them.

As the night slowly changes
to dawn
The realm of sleep starts to fade
Arms that once held her tight..
Now start to pull away.
Soft kisses that were as warm
as a summer's breeze...
No longer touch her body.

She awakens with tears
Streaming down her face.
All that lingers is the sound
of "I love you" within the
receding mists of her dream.

Born Into Magic
by
Anita Everette

Swirling, tossing and turning are the clouds of the night skies.

Heralding the birth of one born into magic.
Air, Earth, Water, Fire
announce her in their own way
Giving power to her spirit and knowledge to her soul.

The Guardian of Air
announces her coming forth
on the winds of tornadoes
ripping across the world.

The Guardian of Earth
heralds her coming
by the force of an earthquake
Uprooting all things old
To make room for new life.

The Guardian of Water
Sends forth waves onto the land.
To destroy that which is unclean
to purify and cleanse that
which will bring forth life.

The Guardian of Fire
Sends lightning from above
Illuminating the night skies
with an amber glow
warming the atmosphere.

Chanting and moans
are carried across the winds
Until suddenly there is stillness
From the skies, she descends...

Hair as black as night
Flowing down her back.
Skin golden brown
Eyes the color of onyx
More beautiful than any fairy

As her feet touch the earth
The grounds begins to dry
Waters start to subside
Plants spring forth from the ground

Her presence is that of a goddess...

The skies clear
Giving way to a magnificent sight
Stars shown brighter than ever before
The moon is full
And sends forth her lunar powers.

Casting a circle where she stands
The goddess stretches forth her arms
towards the skies
Preparing to call the corners
And give thanks for her
birth, power, and knowledge.

The knowledge of a true witch
being born into the realm of magic.

Wait For Me
by
Peter Michael

Love me and wait for me as far as
This nations breath.
I will not fail to deliver my flesh and blood,
To know You in Thine Hallowed Veil
I think not of my delay
I am already on the way
And my love grows hotter with Gods' speed
That rips through the very air I breath.

Each minute is a degree,
And every hour a step towards thee.
At night I rest knowing,
Upon a near awakening I rise closer to my Eastern kiss
Greater than the twilight
Horizon of the Creators lips
Of evening stars and the morning sun.

My Pulse, as a Drum
Beating my approach, telling you I am coming,
And ever slow I wish my days to be
When I touch thee,
I shall be forever in love.