Best Channelling Poems

POTD June 15 2025

Smoke And Mirrors – Channelling in the Spirit of Edgar Allan Poe

When regulation picks at pillaged dreams

The searchlight shines its brutal beams

As shadows spill its borrowed light.

judgement retains its fractured fight.

A blind eye turns as life disbands

the gavel strikes by unseen hands,

The...

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Always fond of painting,
my preference, Realism,
I did a portrait of Bidden – 
but the nose kept going 
beyond the frame – so, with 
desire for the problem to 
tame, naturally, I got an-unnaturally
larger frame. Soon, with necessary, 
repeated application, the wall gave way,
and the nose...

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The first 'real' poem I wrote
shook me to the core.
I say I wrote it but really
I think I was channelling it.

I was a fifteen year-old girl
and I wrote a poem about a soldier.
I penned it in quatrains and in rhyme;
it almost had an Irish accent.

To...

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Channelling a King 

(A regal voice whispers)

Oh Here
She Comes

Oh Here
She Comes

Oh Blessed Be
Oh Blessed be

Tonight the Goddess of Fertility and Motherhood

Appears on her white charger

To enchant and tempt all
Who wishes to follow her

To her Faeryland

Ashera
The Goddess
At this dire hour

Comes forth

And rides in front
For all the...

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