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Wiccan vibes

Here lives old witch visionary,
Great-great aunt of Hermione,
H. Potter deemed not so great,
Rank amateurs do not rate,
She's happy in her pumpkin patch,
Conjured up a wizard match,
Her suitor's name is Ethelred,
Makes him feel really good in bed,
Across the moon-epic trips,
Maybe NASA needs wiccan chicks!

Categories: wiccan, appreciation, cute love, giggle,
Form: Rhyme

Yule

Shortest day, longest night 
Celebration of light
Glistening ice and snow
Temperatures low
Bare trees
Ponds freeze

Dress warm
Long sleeve uniform 
Cardigans and sweatshirts 
Goodbye mini skirts
Silk and wool 
Indoor pool

Soup and stew
Don’t misconstrue 
Wish Bread
Glaze spread
Cinnamon and cloves 
On stoves

Ice skating 
Snow tube inflating 
Snow skiing 
Snowboard leaping 
Snowshoe wearing 
Spectators staring

Hope, intentions, and new year 
Celebrate and cheer

Categories: wiccan, blessing, december, international, joy,
Form: Rhyme

Ostara

A colorful time of year 
The skies are oh so clear
The sun shines bright 
For our delight 
Longer and warmer days
Welcoming the sun’s blaze

Trees and flowers blooming 
Grilled foods we are consuming 
Pools opening
Divers motioning 
Windows down
Cruising ‘round town 

Bicycle riding
Hang gliding
Cliff diving
Race car driving 
Trail hiking 
Beach volleyball spiking 

Early sunrises, late sunsets
Picnics packed

Categories: wiccan, environment, holiday, magic, march,
Form: Rhyme

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Wiccan Woman

She is earthly like her garden
Her roots are deep within our planet’s bowels
We are no longer amazed by her green thumbs
They suit her, and she suits them

She carries a scent of fresh roses, 
butterflies and dragonflies gravitate toward her
an ethereal entity, she can dig soil out of clay
her plants thrive and glisten as they hear

Categories: wiccan, woman,
Form: Free verse

Sasha Marie and Marda

Sasha Marie woke up early, getting her healing herbs ready for market.
She was bringing the masses the ones they liked the most.
St. John’s Wort, thymes, catnip, allspice, and eye of newt.
Eye of Newt made her smile for it was a hybrid she invented.

Magi, her familiar, curled around her leg, mewing, wanting a pet.
Of course, she

Categories: wiccan, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Prose Poetry

How Did Wiccans Acquire a Bad Rep

How Wiccans acquired a bad rep is not clear.
Misogynist bullies afraid of these women’s light,
A young teen with an ugly heart of jealous fear,
Might point a finger under cover of night.
But in Salem Massachusetts, hysteria came about.
When accusations were made by the ugly and stout.
Possibly made by men who had a plain mean daughter.
Wanting to

Categories: wiccan, america,
Form: Chant Royal

The Wiccan Creed

Mysticism is her religion
Animals are her go to souls.
Blessed be to all who see her as she is.

Her heart realm is perpetually open
She is a healer, following the Wiccan creed
To no soul do harm. Blessed be

Raising her children to love the good
But fear the horrible ones
She gardens her herbs in secret.

Categories: wiccan, spiritual,
Form: Free verse

Welcome Garden Witches

Witches in my gardens, blessing them.  
Using their notoriously generous green thumbs to help repot the plants snatched out by gray wind yesterday.
Witches, welcome!  So grateful you have arrived!
            Thank you for showing me the old one’s ways to grow the best

Categories: wiccan, garden, tribute,
Form: Free verse

Wiccan Witch Poem

I cast spells. I work with nature
I believe  in a God and goddess. 
I predict the the future 
I believe in other realms.
I believe  in magic I am
A healer. I do not believe  in the 
Devil I am not evil. I love being a witch.

Sign jona love.

Categories: wiccan, 12th grade, africa, age,
Form: ABC

Handfasted By My Sexy Wiccan Witch

I met her, my witch, my little Wiccan love, 
I met her in the dark of the night,
She stood in a circle she’d made of round rocks, 
Wearing a beautiful dress all in white.

Her altar had some incense, two candles and sea salt, 
And on the edge a little gold bell.
And she held her Athame,

Categories: wiccan, love, spiritual,
Form: Quatrain

For the Wiccan

If I could dream of a better purpose-seeing how the wisteria works wonders, by the power of this cauldron, manifesting the the thoughts of sage for lord and lady with potato and carrots.


© S. Wesley Mcgranor

Categories: wiccan, psychological, spiritual,
Form: Free verse

Wiccan Doll

Few times of the year are as glorified as this.
It is the Sabbath of Litha, the summer solstice.
Just two hours before dawn in the dark of morning,
among the witches gathered is a pretty thing.
With fiery red hair, she’s making my heart sing.
In a small clearing in the middle of the wood,
this young longhaired maiden looks

Categories: wiccan, adventure, fantasy, nature,
Form: Rhyme