Bewitching Poems | Examples

Bewitching Pool

she shed her clothes and tiptoed to the water’s edge
the moon bathed her pink skin, showing the lightness of her backside
faeries and elves pretended to sleep, but felt delighted
in the corner of a shadow a watcher stared, mesmerized and intrigued

she took out a spell book and read an enchantment.
The water began to move and bubble; it looked like it was boiling.
hidden watcher was fixated on the witch, wondering at her prowess.
he did not hear the faeries or the elves, having little imagination.

cloud shadows crossed the moon, making the watcher look up.
He heard a splash, but the witch was gone. Had she jumped in?
He stared at the water for twenty or thirty minutes.
Expecting her to reappear, but she never did.

Was she an illusion? A dream? A sorceress? He stayed a bit longer.
It is the bewitching pool, one of the gnomes whispered.
But he did not hear, and was frightened by what he had seen.
Even more terrifying was what he had not seen.

Bewitching Smile

Through your eyes
You can see me
All of me outwardly
But when you smile
You got me inwardly
You got my heart
You captivate my soul
As I smile you back.

Bewitching Hour

Stars sparkle in the black velvet sky
Lit with orange and red 
Meteor appears as a shooting star
A bright streak of light 
Across the heavens 
The moon, a lovely crescent 
A midnight gust blows overhead
The darkest ink lays before dawn
Arrives the bewitching hour 
When the veil between life and death
Is at its weakest 
Phantom limbs intertwine 
And witches cast their spell
I wake up unsettled with a cold sweat
When supernatural activity is at its greatest

Bewitching

Technology
Amidst nature
Amazes me.

Bewitching Moon

In silence, I saw
The full moon's beauty; charm I
Captured it by phone.

Bewitching of the Falling Hours

Bewitching of the falling hours, true ascendance found
By this chance to rise, I have real transcendence found
Your lips find a way to see me; two eyes make the voice 
No tears I shed, you're being seen; no disruptence found
I'm stunned; are you a living form of ketamine?
It can't be;  you touched me, I am not convenience found
Your eyes are the stars, hard to be lost, but lost; I am
Sailing toward the view; we are their convergence found
Hold no obligation, you repair this damaged heart 
You are flame eternal for me; no dissidence found

Bewitching Night

The dispersed dark specks drizzle down silently
from the cauldron of the infinite blankness,
that the sky shapes at the edge of the ductile dusk,
since the beginning of the titular time. 

The silken tapestry of the black blanket spreads slowly
as the twilight dissolves at the hinge of hazy horizon,
like the rinsed rainbow melting on the crumbled cloud,
from where the draping darkness flows with fluid night. 

The sound of silence echoes in the night sky ethereally,
wakes up the sleeping stars one by one to sparkle bright
in the bejeweled crown of the argentine ambiance,
where the moonbeam strands weave dream of you for me.

In the stardust sprinkled bewitching night I wait fervently
for you to emerge out of my dream like an angel,
walk in the craving corridor of my mesmerized mind,
as I let my longing drift in the air of night’s amorous allure.

- Haiku X 231 - Bewitching Autumn -

colored in copper
                                    autumn's most gorgeous outfit -
                                                flirting responsive


                                    autumn's red lipstick
                                    feminine and attractive -
                                                  sleep in the same bed







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Bewitching

How come you hold the key 
To the Adam's Apple and Gravity

You allure me in like a meteor in space
And scrumptious is thy Apple's taste

Just as Eve I couldn't resist your charm
Your aura makes me feel at home and warm 

Same as Earth, I hover in the space around
Like the sun's pull, you keep me gladly bound

So here I stand, ___ 'Over the Moon'
Content __ within your enchanting cocoon

*_____________________________________*



Paghunda Zahid

Bewitching

How come you hold the key
To the Eden's apple and gra-vity

You allure me in like a meteor in space
And scrumptious is thy Apple's taste

Just as Eve, I couldn't resist your charm
As Your aura feels at home and warm

Like the Earth I hover in the space around
And like the sun's pull, you keep me gladly bound

So here I stand, ___ over the Moon..!!
Content ____ within your enchanting cocoon!

Bewitching Eyes

Bewitching eyes with passion conquering my soul
Continually caressing capturing every moment in time
Drifting deep within my darkness of distress comforting me
Creating a foundation on which we will construct our love

Sowing seeds building our tree of passions deeply within
These roots will bear fruit into the soil twisting and turning
Kindle my body as I yours let it never be extinguished
I the beekeeper always tasting your sweet honey of love

Our ship will sail many waters going through many storms
We will never be lost at sea always focusing on this lighthouse of love
Guiding us both in the same direction bringing us back to shore
Hypnotized by each other’s eyes putting us into a trance

A bond lasting through each moment in time for all eternity

Bewitching Blue

Hold still my little blue, for I know you are ready to explode
I shall extract your exuberant energy with vibrancy and vigor
For my palettes drip with desire of your aura feeding the white
As the emptiness is slowly fed the eternal sky magically manifests
Such joy and exaltations, we can now see forever thru dimensions
The oceans divinely dance with your prismatic overtones shimmering

Without warning the calamitous clouds creep in, we feel your wrath
With treachery and collusion, we are thrown into the vastness voids
No escape from the nefarious never as the barren bitter cold stings
A bubonic blue surrounds the lachrymal landscapes of frozen tears
Thru minds of men your rage runs rampant destroying hemispheres
For me you are the light of day and the shade of sorrow, you are Blue.





Jan.05.2019
Blue Poetry 
Sponsored by: Craig Cornish


Placed 8'th...Thank You

The Bewitching

bracelets on doorknobs
ectoplasmical goo on the floor
chanting tinkling music
lifeless creatures arranged in a circle
round a book of verse
curtains yanked from their moorings
broken glass
muddy footprint trail
undecipherable writings on the wall
books ripped apart, their pages floating on the air
drawers open their contents vomited out
closets spilling everything
all about chaos and mayhem reign in dizzying derision

What's happening?
Poltergeist or spell,
Which is it?

It's just my darling granddaughter here for a visit!

Florida Keys Please

No litter, no rules, no society scent,
just peninsula pure soul content, ideally lent.
Awed and wowed with arms stretched wide,
I stand on Key’s narrow road, on narrow land,
surrounded by two sea gems and their sand. 

This dream road sea-drowns, down south’s horizon
and thrills my innocence without even trying.

Western growth is dense and a fence in Gulf’s yard.
Her wave’s sirens are blue-salt diamonds
and I am mesmerized by their titan climbing.

East unfolds turquoise enchantments unmarred –
The playful, poetic Atlantic off guard,
bewitching and hypnotic in regard.

Dazzled, I sit in the sea, shoulders deep.
Powder soft ocean floor thrones me nicely.
I could sit the day in this sea so sultry.
Flirty, allusive, emerald joys leap
as languid, luscious wet meets sun’s glee,
sending my senses high where memories keep.

These expressive ocean blues and greens
are of patterns and ways, I have never seen.
Sensual and graceful, each sea touch is delight –
as soothing in feel as pleasure in my sight.
Before me spreads endless bounty of ocean glean.
Under Florida-kissed skies, I sit wet and serene.

Bewitching Power

Ah men, always at the ready to take power;
the wisdom that a woman has poses a threat.
So, defame the dame, give her warts, watch men cower
make her the spawn of demon's, make devils her get.

Call her witch, and let her lure men to her bower,
let her kindness to help and heal bring naught but regret.
Call her hell hound's ***** who with her kiss devours,
yet, in your heart of heart you know; you're in her debt.

Her life will be forfeit; so you can keep her dower,
ah men, have you no souls, by greed you are beset.
How many widowed wives have been dis-empowered,
robbed, and scoured to claim their power men are set.

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