Wizards Poems - Poems about Wizards

The old sorcerer was teaching his apprentice a lesson about the moon, but as usual the subject drifted, this time, to witches. “How would I know a witch if I saw one?” The apprentice asked. “It’s not easy,” the old man began, scratching his beard. “There are three possible ways to spot a succubus who wishes...

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(music intro) clergy teaching dogma classes just like wizards at black masses evil minds that sow confusion hailing godless evolution Babylon with all her daughters share in blessing wartime slaughter casting spells upon mankind puppeteering brainwashed minds (oh Lord yeah) (music) (bridge) popes and bishops wearing royal fleece sending our young men to their graves with their lips they bless the Prince of Peace promising the hordes...

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Cities are wizards clad in robes of cement and thought, Constan?a, ancient priestess, wears veils woven from the whirl of time. Timi?oara, enchanting and magical, sways to rhythms of foam and salt, Whispers fairy tales to the moon’s ear, on lanes sparkling with secrets. Bucharest, young sorcerer, with raven feathers hidden under a cloak of mist, Plays on stone streets...

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Party invitations popped up in everyone’s hand. The Wizard invited everyone special in the land. With magic galore, it was destined to be grand. He made sure good fairies and elves were banned. To respond they were invited to RSVP The Wizard. On the menu would be yummy fricassee of gizzard. And a huge bowl of sautéed toad eyes with lizard. The...

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Grand Puuuuba of the Wizards League With his ebony cape, often did intrigue He wore a charm that brought in good Strange the cat was stiff like wood He arched his back and felines sighed Cross eyes for sure! A troll-monger cried. I was terrified of the Grand Puuuuba His ambiance was scary, his temper raw. Other feline groupies followed him from town...

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If a poem was a spell at wizard's dell. Would it say in a state of dual-singularity come to life 3D in bilingualarity "come walk with me"? Wallowing a dance a snake charmer flame. Timing light and spark plug engaged, your heart in...

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he tells the tale, a wizard, he used to be, but not now witches come in with owls, bats, and one – a cow. They listen to his tale, feeling a bit of satisfaction now For they were the ones who turned his wife into a sow....

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Warriors of the ancient world Unsheathe your swords of fire To battle death and Dragons breath Mercenaries for hire In darkened hallways danger looms A Sorcerer weaving spells Magic cast from shadows past As scripture once foretells Caught amid the Wizard's web Just pawns to take the fall A futile plight but still they fight With backs against the wall Stoically they hold their ground Behind bloody sword...

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Nature You’re the puzzle that baffles the wisest of men You’re the mystery that guards the sacred scroll You’re the beauty that inspires wizards and bards You’re the bait that lure enlightened souls You’re the guardian of the secretes —known and unknown You’re the past, the present, the future and beyond…...

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The great and most powerful wizard of all wizards is a badger actually. This was whispered to me by the wind blowing through a hollow tree. Where do I find this wizard of a wizard? I asked, through animal telepathy. The answer was immediately mind communicated deep with my psyche. The badger wore no crown, but his position of...

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I'd love to paint, a picture for you, of images in my head. Of a quirky old town, I'll set the scene, as you rise from a crooked bed. The room you're in, whilst large in size, has rather strange design, With five large walls, and storage drawers, with craftsmanship so fine. The room has black, and rotting beams,...

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I dreamt a wizard gave me a chart So, I could find my way back home I read it twice and learned it by heart So, when I awoke, I could start to roam By midday the hillcrests are within reach At nightfall I descend the hills My house must be set down on the beach I keep forging on with a...

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The house shelters me with a thatch: A building with a terrible patch But with a good door I could latch Against foes who troubles hatch And powers only Jesus can match: The wizards not letting go their first Batch Seeking to every Living Soul catch And me specifically snatch… You see, when the best is not available I let the Available remain...

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Peek-a-boo lights glitter in "Never-Neverlands" night Mock the silent stirring of sparking envious stars Paths of enchantment glow through lush gardens that invite Tempting us with desire to dance to warm guitars "Love", the wizard casts his spell with idyllic moonlight As our hearts swell in charmed gardens of dreamer's delight Sept. 2, 2021 Idyll Thoughts Poetry Contest Sponsored by John Lawless...

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He speaks of the soul that must, laid aside all emotions and its dust. That balance which cannot be shaken, by misfortunes and its taken. Before one can see the world of magic, realizing its virtues ecstatic. For that within to become an outer gateway, the peace in itself as determined pave way. Windows of the soul and solution door, threshold that provides always...

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