Pagan Poetry

Lady of the Moon


The Lady of the Moon To all things, she’s attuned Always smiling And quite beguiling Looking down On the world around Her nightly journey…

The Summoning


The summoning Bubbling, bubbling, skies are troubling Cauldron simmering, potion shimmering A root of mandrake, dug in the dark Mistletoe and Druids bark Two…

Apocalyptic Angels


  A darkness; a night unlike another settles upon the land Icy acidic winds roar across the open fields and streets It slices through…