Wicca Poems - Poems about Wicca

From Darkness to Wicca In shadows' embrace, we once did dwell, A journey through night, with tales to tell. But guided by stars, we found our way, To the realm of Wicca, where light holds sway. Obey the laws of karma, sacred and just, In this dance of life, we place our trust. With hearts of gold, we banish the dark, In a...

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Steeped in mysterious magic fearlessly they go an eerily mischievous bird you’re never far from a crow Mystical messenger of the occult blackest black obsidian plume baneful omen of death they fly loudest squawking cawing loom Many become a murder and Dickens’ “clerical bird” alas abounds in much of folklore plus an omen of change to come and pass Ominous with foreboding presence intelligent with cunning scheme dominant from...

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acorns and leaves make up his mind too as foliage entwines ours like bridges, like walkways, camouflaged in an every-day of solitude; these berries may not last; his thought runs deeper - deities of the core, the spirits would say - to old log fires by weathered stone, you, his old flame, share but only when you think we're thirsty, that is...

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you were never properly afraid of my antlers in the grass that pierced our feet and the trains kept on rolling by tracks I wished I'd made but they would have flowed up trees to their branches not cities where you hid behind walls, you were never properly afraid of my antlers that I grew in my dying days to sing...

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sowing a melange of veined wafers viridescent shavings leaves upon leaves chaotically neat layered in tranquillity for the theatrical show of first feet premiere wellies curtain up at dawn cue the early walkers after a night’s forlorn which unseen hand spritely close knitted the forest cross-stitched floor taking their time perfectionist preparing fallen Jenga sticks behind the scenes but never seen Jack in the Green...

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Shortest day, longest night Celebration of light Glistening ice and snow Temperatures low Bare trees Ponds freeze Dress warm Long sleeve uniform Cardigans and sweatshirts Goodbye mini skirts Silk and wool Indoor pool Soup and stew Don’t misconstrue Wish Bread Glaze spread Cinnamon and cloves On stoves Ice skating Snow tube inflating Snow skiing Snowboard leaping Snowshoe wearing Spectators staring Hope, intentions, and new year Celebrate and cheer...

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A colorful time of year The skies are oh so clear The sun shines bright For our delight Longer and warmer days Welcoming the sun’s blaze Trees and flowers blooming Grilled foods we are consuming Pools opening Divers motioning Windows down Cruising ‘round town Bicycle riding Hang gliding Cliff diving Race car driving Trail hiking Beach volleyball spiking Early sunrises, late sunsets Picnics packed...

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Witches known as Wicca, nature’s spell makers Good spells health spells saving lotions Moonlight and whispers, singing and potions Harm none balance humanity Stay away from Salem all women They were angry men who wanted your lands Ancient innocent healers Divinity focuses on mankind and all creatures Cycles of life and living nature Earth, Wind, Water and Fire I have had Wiccan friends And people...

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May the circle be open yet unbroken may the love of the goddess be ever in your heart, merry meet and merry part and merry meet again. sign jona love...

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I accuse you, she yelled, pointing to those who thought her dead. Cowards, they had sailed away after proving her innocence. Her family was horrified, because now it meant she was a witch. They screamed and ran away, leaving her behind. She cared not. I ACCUSE YOU! She screamed at the men on board the ship Her anger was...

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Warlocks, witches, wonderful woo, mysterious superior open voo doo Misunderstood, persecuted, notorious view, garden lovers, children advocates too Faerie tale nonsense gave them the screw; they are often more kind than me, thee and you. Controllers could not get them to do what they wanted them to do, They stood up and were counted, and lead a group to Listen...

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Witches in my gardens, blessing them. Using their notoriously generous green thumbs to help repot the plants snatched out by gray wind yesterday. Witches, welcome! So grateful you have arrived! Thank you for showing me the old one’s ways to grow the best...

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Among the most natural of things you could see The Practice of Wicca is something magickal to behold Something far greater in wonder than you or me Its a sight to see, or so I've been told This ancient craft is as old as our kind Yet the New Ones Sought to Kill the ones they said would sin They bear...

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Place the candles in a circle There isn't a spell that I can't handle Be calm with your breath and be bliss Saying spells that go like this The elements of the earth From birth to death and death to birth keep all evil away Day to night and night to day Spread these red leaves one by one From the beggining till...

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Twas winter when I fell alone, one drop from hurting skies; That showed all the hurt and pain, deep within the core of eyes. The Raven flew and let a call, the trees knarled and scard; A sad and mourning cry of pain and love, the night before she died. And such a morning that it was, the Raven's soul gone 'way; A new...

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