Short Witches Poems
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I come to you
Like a ritual
On the same hour
10 pm
Knowing we share the same love
Witches chasing love for the moon.
to no one do harm
club of female gardeners
wiccans honest creed
male jealousy
faery tales villainize
they call us witches
Witches and Warlocks
Is New York City Salem Mass?
Halloween Night
Just superstition?
Feisty black cat bearing claws
the number thirteen
tattooed upon its wild smile,
witches it’s your lucky day.
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Macbethian witches, their curses, their physicks
bubble, bubble
whatever they are they're a great deal of trouble.
Witches coo
goblins moo
Jack-o-lantern's puzzled
Ghosts wave 'Hi'
spooks are shy ~
All-Saints-Day unmuzzled
When witches go riding,
And black cats are seen,
The moon laughs and whispers,
‘tis near Halloween!
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A man made some witches brew
Then sold it as Barker’s stew
The customers face turns
Into blisters and burns
As their noses grew and grew
meet mom past the Wall
Tristan uses a candle
crash landing a star
trip of love unfolds
meeting witches kings pirates
To dust far above
Pumpkin party was in full swing
the ghosts and ghouls began to sing
they sang off key
it tickled me
as I danced ‘round the witches’ ring.
witches
witch is
which
witch
she put
a spell on
me and
now i'm
hers
where
we're
what
a sub
plot that
is dear god
forgotten
Form:
I dressed up on Halloween night
Then stumbled upon a horrific sight
Where the witches had brew
Humans were the stew
I hurried and got out of sight
Preemptive party on Hallow's Eve
They got together for a witches' brew
Midnight strikes... time for fun
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When a black cat looks at a red moon
Witches and howlets will there be soon
So put on your costume and be fleet
Go about, to seek your trick or treat
Halloween gave me a fright
When the witches broom came into sight
She dropped lots of cats
From underneath her hats
Whose sharp claws put up a fight
on this night
there's no light
all is black
and its wack
its not a dream
its holloween
and you see this
of corlors mixs
with
WITCHES AND STICKS
For my loves kisses,
Are like a witches spell,
For her lips are,
Soaked with enchantment,
Dripping with rare sweetness,
Forever imprisoning my lips.
She says witches are ugly if bad
She's says like it some kind of new fad
Which makes me think
Did this princess in pink
Called me ugly and now I am sad
The witch needed meat for her stew
More meat for her witches brew
She flew high and flew so
Searching out for more
Crash and fell into her own brew-stew
My grandma
I see her
Seating on her bed
Pillows propped with cotton
Circling her like witches
Around a cauldron pot
Her skin glowing
From her light within.
Frolicking in the Dark
witches on wild brooms,
black cats with red, hungry eyes -
daylight on the way
Chanting witches stirring the magic potion,
Cackling, dancing, spinning and wildly leaping,
Naked, frenzied, writhing and fortune telling:
Night of the Sabbat.
Goblins and witches
And then Frankenstein appears
The world is scarier now
Things calm down a bit
Devil banshee laughs at me
Guess what? I love Halloween!
vampire verifies vegetable soup
werewolf witches and wizards giving a whoop
‘xtraordinary expectatons ever so sweet
yipping yellow eyes yearning for a treat
After their patriarch died,
sea witches circled the night.
Those left behind clung to hope
on a raft made of his bones,
until sharkness devoured the light.