Summoning Poems - Poems about Summoning

(A mystic whispers) Through this scrying mirror Be it by Eyes, Touch, Paper, or Phone Let my power Melt your heart of stone Through Wind, fire, wave, and sea I see you Are you ready to atone Can you feel me Rolling in Like green moss Creeping across Warm wet skin So you can absorb me More To open wide All your mind's closed doors To let me in So long...

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wild white geese fill in the green field summoning Spring ...

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As day progresses, her spirits begin to sink as if on command. When did it begin, this feeling of listlessness, of being useless? Not so long ago, her days were filled with the joy of being needed. Now the grandchildren she cared for daily for years are grown, on their own. She has no desire to walk or write a poem when she feels this down. Do they think...

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over occupied world bewildering hodge-podge of people pushing stress where it ought not to be in the slim rays of late day in the splattered mess of guttered streets a homeless man asks for a light for a half burnt cigarette then money for food nerve knotted living squeezed between soiled fingers ...

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Sigh! Breathe in and out, eyes closed, heart beating, Uttering forth prayers, fists clenched, candles burning Making of my room, an altar on its own, and I, a Mere white witch, seeking and yearning for sooth for the world's Offspring, all drowning in the oceans of Earth, cornered, Not even able to lift up their own bodies towards safety! In...

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A wish, softly whispered under a shooting star. My empty heart yearns for a love that’s real; not merely a fanciful dream. I close my eyes and concentrate, summoning happiness to come fulfill a wish. (Rictameter) 06,14,2019...

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summoning the inner strength to rise above posted on October 4, 2018...

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In the heat of the Mohave desert Drumming echoes build In unison to my heart Pumping and pounding Faraway chants introduced In some unknown native tongue Rhythmic and nostalgic They draw ever closer As I close my eyes Inviting my soul to manifest Freeing it into tall billowing swirls In the largest of overhead circles So ethereal and surreal That bold drumming resonates Picking up the beat Heavier and intense Pumping...

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You swam deep into the water, but I was too afraid of drowning… we could have plunged together and allowed cool bubbles immerse in waves, gliding on love’s venturesome communion. But I was reluctant, quite fearful of being engulfed by sea monsters … until the Neptune within me emerged like a warrior, inviting my animus- instinct to feel that breathtaking sense...

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Summoning power, courage To wage against torrents Those unsympathetic to my cause My faith At times shaky and rhetorical Bleeds through the cracks of despair The porous granite of frustration Breathing, injecting life Where only desolation savors Permanence and ownership Stronger men Have been whittled to rare pulp Weaker men Have given up at the earliest signs Of misty dawns I must be either Blindly unrealistic Pried from sanity's bosom Or severely convinced Of...

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As I walk down a dark and fearful street There are beings here I don’t want to meet When then I came across an old building There's lit a black candle of summoning I hide behind an ancient tree to see What it could be that’s stirring before me Skeletons dance around an old outhouse Which is outside a bad rickety house Some...

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Fool an i we lay so incredulously In a love.... That it seems our sorrows rest in mind and all is enabled, now we able, to weave mesh of this light as we bind... seemingly caught up in webs of time. But stood it may like a shadow was the thoughts that attest between us.. how uncouth the prattled battle lay, all it consumes, as it presumes...

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The mortal restrain the blood tripping from my eyes the blue skin not yet fully grown fetus Before her stands a wraith of me her not knowing whats going on i talk but she cant hear me she turns away moving into the light im standing in the darkness she turns and holds out her hand the time when darkness met the light the...

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