Beltane Poems - Poems about Beltane

...gather wares for market day and cauldrons of the land baneful stock for the boiling pot before the evening’s end tankards spill and taverns heave upon these Beltane days see magic folk and so......Read the rest...

... O, elusive muse, mysterious and profound bruise, you bewitch my soul, never to be found in the way of former use. In your absence, I am left with bittersweet caramello pai......Read the rest...

...The heady scent Changing through the seasons. As spring is no longer embryonic It’s adolescence showing through. Swathes of yellow Popping buds and seed pods as the sun hits, An audible acc......Read the rest...

...Long ago our ancestors, waited for the time, When it was warm in spring To plant the grain, the fruit, the vine, The Earth, it is awakening Ere winter storm subside. Fallow fields are wai......Read the rest...

...As April leaves us like a lamb May comes dancing in The sunlight glowing up the sky And celebrations can begin. Come see the daylight as it bursts Upon the rocky shore And we can light the B......Read the rest...

...Some feel the Holy Spirit as the fire of the soul. Some who have NO spirit might feel a vacant hole. Perhaps a little devilish they like to play a bit. They might light fires in Beltane - a......Read the rest...

...What ever happened to May Day Was it always borne of fire? Ritualistic backstay The opposite of a pyre Ensuring fertility of the land Safety of the livestock Fire, dancing hand in hand All t......Read the rest...

...Also known as May Eve, May Day, and Walpurgis Night, happens at the beginning of May. It celebrates the height of Spring and the flowering of life. Colors are the Rainbow spectrum. Be......Read the rest...

... I will admit that I do not know very much about the Beltane Fire Festival, in a place called Calton Hill in Edinborough, Scotland, except what I read about on line, in my investigation. It i......Read the rest...

...Spirit of the ancient isles, Of Erin and of Albion, I call to thee, Please come to us, Ancient spirit come to me, I call to thee, In moorland wind, And highland glen, In summer meadow, By Gr......Read the rest...

...Beltane’s Night On the eve of Beltane The Earth’s call rang across hill and heather, towards ford and cliff From tree to river the door calls, spirits of earth so fair, Heard by elf and pixie, aw......Read the rest...

...Two sonnets for May, and my muse The fires are lit, my lover, and the hills are flickering with little points of light The sun is set, and deep within the rills the seeds of stars are littering......Read the rest...

...I am Lilizzi, or the spirit of fire, I am the pure essence of the flame itself, all fear and adore me. Does not every star in the heavens burn because of me? Out of all four elements, I am by f......Read the rest...

...CRICKETS IN HEAD I’m a NeoPagan From the Church of All Worlds Dedicated to the celebration of Life. I’m set on a land in the long run Looking for crackets. The brooms come higher that I expecte......Read the rest...

...The Time of the Summer Solstice Drums pulsing solemnly presage the break of dawn, bonfires ablaze dot this auspicious June morn. On the shores of Albion, Druid priests converge, as Eart......Read the rest...