Crone Poems - Poems about Crone

... Dear Temporary Bliss, I Sense a Shift Amidst When I No Longer Crave Your Embrace or Your Kiss Reaching For The High Hanging Fruit Wet Behind The Ears, "Know It All" Youth Suspicion Birthed B......Read the rest...

...The wizened crone understands bee medicine Her friends are honey bees and bumblebees. They have given her a special formula Unshared with any other humans She gives it to an adventurer He disc......Read the rest...

...Beyond the grave of Beni Blue was an aging twisting branching Yew Young Beni liked to play and hide as he did the day he died In a forgotten graveyard corner it grew hiding a doorway known by ......Read the rest...

...Bet she knows she is odd the church crone says. I am confused “Who?” The new minister. I look around, still have no clue where or who she is. “Lady in blue polka dotted shirt,” the crone hisses. ......Read the rest...

...The withering is so very beautiful. Eyes build translucent shells for themselves. there is a falling inward, mouths move beneath appearance, Expressions of mortality falter, as the mind begin......Read the rest...

... Self's colors-change in the modes of wanting, as a chameleon in the daylight, as the seasons fade to black, hunting season where loyalty is clothed in sackcloth, used as a knapsack w......Read the rest...

...I had heard of rose-colored glasses But this old man was sitting in the middle of flowers Wearing blue-colored glasses As rosy as any hippie I had met He only sees the good in people Flowers a......Read the rest...

...Cats go out then cry to come in. A runt-end of shade wilts. We feel the pull of a Lunar tide, sense the off-center mewing, of a dissonant aria. Trembling dogs hide their body-bones. The air i......Read the rest...

... Her body was that of a wizened crone, her enfeebled mind was that of a child. Playfully, she skipped and jumped rope, and shone, but only in her confused dreams of wild. Her drear some days sof......Read the rest...

...!!!CAVEAT LECTOR!!! This one's a bit naughty, dear readers... You've heard of Snow White And the story reported Of the seven wee dudes With whom she consorted. Well, here's the actual skinny ......Read the rest...

... Eye am Sacred Antiquity The Beginning, the Portal, the Untold Herstory Eye am Nameless, Formless, Creator of the Created Timeless Logos, Water and Fire mated Eye am the Black Womb wherein the G......Read the rest...

...the old crone’s dome boiled skull scalding, full of trouble and toil oily face, razorburn neck my eyes the type to scan salamander like darting here to there wondering where to next where to......Read the rest...

...The voice is mine and yet not, I have nurtured it, both goaded, and placated it, until its tongue is as liquid as molten silver. It is not human, never was. It came to me as a stray dog would......Read the rest...

...crone control your dragon dragging it's claw crone your claw dragging too… dragons two both of you, yes, you anger it's fire to flame crone soothe your dragon its deep scaly skin crone your scaly......Read the rest...

...The Witch’s hair was black as night Her teeth were white And eyes were bright. She boiled her potions, And brewed her lotions She smiled at clouds and stars and moon, She walked in woods fr......Read the rest...