Category: Pagan Poetry
Lord of Shadows
“Dread Lord of Shadows,
God of Life,
and Giver of Life –
Yet is the knowledge of thee,
the knowledge of Death.
Open wide, I pray thee,
the Gates through which all must pass.
Let our dear ones who have gone before
Return this night to make merry with us.
And when our tim comes, as it must,
O thou the Comforter,
the Consoler,
the Giver of Peace and Rest,
We will enter thy realms gladly and unafraid;
For we know that when rested and refreshed among our dear ones
We will be reborn again by thy grace,
and the grace of the Great Mother.
Let it be in the same place and the same time as our beloved ones,
And may we meet, and know, and remember,
And love them again.
Descend, we pray thee, in thy servant and priest.”
– Samhain Invocation, Aleister Crowley
The Hours of Days And Nights Are Balanced
“Leaves fall,
the days grow cold.
The Goddess pulls her mantle of Earth around Her
as You, O Great Sun God, sail toward the West
to the land of eternal enchantment,
wrapped in the coolness of night.
Fruits ripen,
seeds drip,
the hours of day and night are balanced.”
The Ferryman
“No regrets cloud my thanks
no fear of the river,
slower now than the swift moving channel
I deigned to cut
in the exuberance of youth.
The River Lethe trickles through cracks
opened several summers ago
but not before I earned,
and still hold in my own right,
the gold coin Charon will demand,
though not a word be spoken,
not a breath exchanged.
As we make passage on the River Styx
I know not what lies ahead,
less of what I’ve left behind,
but I will go to complete
my preterdained journey to the otherworld
as the Ferryman leaves me off
and guides his boat
back to earthly shores.”
Kaaren Whitney, The Ferryman
Autumn Greetings On This Beautiful Thursday Morn’! Ah, It Is A Glorious Day Indeed!
It is like looking into a mirror.
Our souls seem as one;
Split long ago,
But now reunited alas!
Our power combined
Is untamable and raw.
Our balance of light and dark
Is utterly perfect.
The world is ours to conquer,
And we are coming with a vengenance!
Beware to all to stand in our way!
For we are unstoppable!
“Soul Sister”
By Elizabeth Gardiepy
From Her Book, “By The Light Of The Crystal Moon: A Book of Pagan Poetry and Short Stories”
Surprise! Surprise, It’s Saturday Already! Wishing You & Yours A Very Blessed Day, my sweets!
~* ~ A Witch’s Tale ~* ~
What is it like
To cast a spell?
To chant a charm?
To ring a bell?
To cast a circle?
To praise the moon?
To love the Earth?
To read the rune?
To love the Goddess?
To live her way?
To ebb and flow
Every day?
The trees, the grass,
The clouds and hills;
All these things
Witchcraft fills.
Every laugh,
Every cry,
Need you ask
The reason why?
The power can be found
From deep within,
When you find it
You’re ready to begin.
—By The Light Of The Crystal Moon: A Book of Pagan Poetry and Short Stories
Elizabeth Gardiepy
Welcome & Merry Meet On This Beautiful Wednesday! It is always a great day to be a Witch!
TO BE A WITCH
To be a witch is to love and be loved.
To be a witch is to know everything, and nothing at all.
To be a witch is to move amongst the stars while staying on earth.
To be a witch is to change the world around you, and yourself.
To be a witch is to share and give, while receiving all the while.
To be a witch is to dance and sing, and hold hands with the universe.
To be a witch is to honor the gods, and yourself.
To be a witch is to be magick, not just perform it.
To be a witch is to be honorable, or nothing at all.
To be a witch is to accept others who are not.
To be a witch is to know what you feel is right and good.
To be a witch is to harm none.
To be a witch is to know the ways of old.
To be a witch is to see beyond the barriers.
To be a witch is to follow the moon.
To be a witch is to be one with the gods.
To be a witch is to study and to learn.
To be a witch is to be the teacher and the student.
To be a witch is to acknowledge the truth.
To be a witch is to live with the earth, not just on it.
To be a witch is to be truly free!
Light
Light
In the darkness there is light
In the silence there is sound
In the pain there is comfort
In fear there is safety
In the distance there is closeness
In the tear there is joy
In the loss we found
In hate we find love
In the sisterhood we have the Goddess
For all comes from her and all goes to her
Stand strong and all will be well
As it is above so be it below.
A Witch’s Prayerbook
JoAnne Spiese
Dedication
My daughter give me your hand and follow me.
Close your eyes and become one with the Wind.
Be one with the Rain. Be one with the Earth.
Be one with the power of Fire.
Join your Sisters.
You have always been mine.
You join those who have gone before you.
Be of comfort, all is right this night.
My daughter, join me, for you are loved…
Excerpt from the poem, Dedication by JoAnne Spiese
A Witch’s Prayerbook
Happy October! Happy Thursday! Just Happy To Be Back On The Net! Happiness Everywhere!
Blessings
The sun is setting
I prepare for my blessing
I have gathered my candles and
they soon will be lit
My altar is dressed and flowers
placed
My words swirl in my mind and
heart
There is a breeze to carry my
prayers to those in need
The energy comes from my Sisters
and the Goddess
It is a good night to do work
So it starts…
I stand in the rays of the moon
I call on the Goddess
I ask for her presence
I ask for her Blessing
She stands before me
I am humbled by her light
My heart swells with her love
I know I am safe
She knows me
She knows my prayers
She knows my heart
She will guide my life
For I am the daughter of the Goddess
—A Witch’s Prayerbook
JoAnne Spiese
The Circle
The Circle
Circle ‘round
We chant and sing!
Our own version of a
Faerie ring!
The night is new,
The moon is full;
The earth is healing
From Winter’s toll.
The Goddess smiles
Upon our dance,
Intoxicating enchantment
Puts us in a trance.
We give our thanks
To the Goddess above
As she fills our hearts
With perfect love.
The wind is warm,
The earth is alive;
The trees look forward
To watch spring arrive
The beauty of the night
Cannot compare
To the love for the Goddess
That we all share.
Blessed Be!
By The Light Of The Crystal Moon: A Book of Pagan Poetry and Short Stories
Elizabeth Gardiepy
A Very Happy & Blessed Tuesday To All Our Brothers & Sisters of the Craft!
Moments
As fleeting as time can be
I try hard not to get too caught up
Our lives but a vapor
Recycled throughout time
What is time
It is but a moment
We all know moments come
Though there can be many
Remember they are fleeting
Only to last a moment
As sure as the clouds and stars above pass
So do all the moments we have
I try hard to remember
To be ever thankful for each
Always remembering
The choice is what we do
With each moment
So never take for granted
Each and every moment
For they pave the way
For the enlightenment of the soul
From our favorite poet, Mr. T. J. WhiteWolf
Be sure to visit his website from some more of his beautiful poems & thoughts, TJWHITEWOLF’S POETRY
Praise The Goddess For Her Many Blessings & Gifts She has Granted Each & Everyone On This Thursday Morn’!
The Gift
Bewildered and amazed,
I stand before thee;
Receiving thy wisdom
As thou cast thy light upon me.
The overwhelming knowledge given
Seems way too much to bear.
With thy blessings of inner strength
I find it easy, with others, to share!
I know my path in the incarnation,
To serve thee well and true;
I thank thee for thy gift thou hast given,
For this gift has given me life anew!
By The Light Of The Crystal Moon: A Book of Pagan Poetry and Short Stories
Elizabeth Gardiepy
Blessings To All Our Brothers & Sisters of the Craft on this Gorgeous Thursday Morn’!
~* ~ Soul Sister ~* ~
It is like looking into a mirror.
Our souls seem as one;
Split long ago,
But now reunited alas!
Our power combined
Is untamable and raw.
Our balance of light and dark
Is utterly perfect.
The world is ours to conquer,
And we are coming with a vengeance!
Beware to all to stand in our way!
For we are unstoppable!
By The Light Of The Crystal Moon: A Book of Pagan Poetry and Short Stories
Elizabeth Gardiepy
Ms Gardiepy’s wonderful book is currently on sale on Amazon.com.Pick your copy up today, it is an excellent read.
Remain
Remain
One day you’ll look for me
You will not find me
For I have returned to the earth
From dust we are made
Dust we will return
Only one thing shall remain
My love for the things I cared most about
Even with time that can fade
Make wise what you pour your heart into
So you will have a everlasting flame
That will burn for all to see
For all that you love
To always remain
You can never be too sure
Just how much time one is given
Let love in
Let love live
You don’t want to be one who misses out
The best way to learn
Is by what life deals you
No it’s not a game
It is what you make of what you been dealt
Don’t give in
Don’t give up
Keep going to get that flame a blaze
Make your everlasting flame seen
Than a part of you shall always remain
Author: T. J. WhiteWolf
Till tomorrow, my sweets……
We leave you with one of our favorites and I know some of yours, Amazing Grace by Verna Knapp. Let the words burn through your heart and mind, because sometimes we forget what a very fortunate people we are!
Amazing grace, how sweet the Earth
that bore a witch like me!
I once was burned, now I survive,
was hung and now I sing.
T’was grace that drew down the moon
and grace that raised the seas.
The magic in the people’s will
will set our Mother free.
We face the East and breathe the winds
that move across this earth.
From gentle breeze to hurricane
our breath will bring forth the change.
Turn towards the South and feel the fire
that burns in you and me.
The spirit’s flame will rise again
and burn eternally.
We greet the West, our souls awash
in tides of primal birth.
Our tears and blood, our pain and love
will cleanse and heal the earth.
Reach into the North and know your roots
down deep ancestral caves.
We find the wisdom of the Crone,
Of circles we are made.
Amazing earth, enduring life,
from death into rebirth.
T’is earth I am and earth I love
and earth I’ll always be.
Amazing grace, how sweet the Earth
that bore witches like we.
We once were burned, now we survive,
were hung and now we sing.
Goddess bless, so mote it be,
Our magic spirals on.
Merry meet and merry part
and merry meet again.
What A Beautiful, Glorious Monday Morn’! Blessings To All Our Brothers & Sisters of the Craft!
Time and Again
Time goes by,
So fast, so slow;
Just as the phases
Of the bright moon’s glow.
Time goes by,
So fast, so slow;
We plant a seed,
And watch it grow.
Time goes by,
So fast, so slow;
The magic moves
Through energy’s flow.
Time goes by,
So fast, so slow;
The Goddess is alive
As we all know.
Time goes by,
So fast, so slow;
Love warms our hearts
As the cool winds blow.
Time goes by
So fast, so slow;
The Priestess chants
“As above, so below.”
Time goes by….
—By The Light Of The Crystal Moon: A Book of Pagan Poetry and Short Stories
Elizabeth Gardiepy
Thank You Almighty Goddess For Such A Beautiful & Blessed Sunday Morn’ You Have Granted Us!
Goddess Touch
Laying on the earth,
I look upward to the skies.
Watching the clouds roll by,
I see a vision.
A crack in the clouds,
A light pours through.
The cracked clouds part,
And exposes the image.
A woman of pure beauty,
Of strength and wisdom too.
The power of her presence
Is incredibly fulfilling.
The glowing of her aura
Shines rays of love upon me.
Looking in her eyes,
I see my destiny.
She leads me to a place
Deep within myself.
A place I now often go,
To find solitude.
—By The Light Of The Crystal Moon: A Book of Pagan Poetry and Short Stories
Elizabeth Gardiepy
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Wisdom
Wisdom
Through the ages I have travelled
I have seen all there is to know
I have entered the space that lies untouched
My power has bridged time
Energy has filled the void
Their voices can be heard
I know what they have been taught
Their memories travel with me
For I know who they are
Our circle remains unbroken
For they call to me
I have come freely to know them
They have passed their knowledge to me
I can feel their thoughts
Their wisdom is mine
From time to time
From Witch to Witch
We are one …
—A Witch’s Prayerbook
JoAnne Spiese
GOOD MORNING, WOTC! Wishing You A Very Blessed & Beautiful Sunday To All Our Dear Family & Friends!
“What can I say, I love this graphic!”
Sphere
I am ever grateful to that which has given life
Too the one that started it all
Too thee I give thanks
for such beautifulness
In all of the variety
Which can be called the spice of life
Maybe not by all
Round and round
Which the wheel keeps spinning
And so it goes
It has no beginning
Nor has an Ending
Forever meeting
Round and round
We go
Spinning in a circle
In a spherical motion
Just going with the flow
There is a rainbow
And a perfect halo
With wings being optional
Ever sweet music always plays
Too charge the soul
And stir emotions of expression
Ever causing movement
Always moving completing a cycle
In many different forms
Making such bedazzling sparks
Such a pretty light show
I love the glow
And no I can never stop
Being amazed and in awe
Of such wonders
Always leaves me feeling lost in all
Caught in this space
Which is everything
Knowing nothing could ever compete
Or duplicate nor replace
And so I always have a hold
Fitting in the fold
Living in this beautiful sphere
That we call home
T. J. WhiteWolf
Witches Of The Craft® 
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