Pagan Poetry

Building a Mystery


Building a Mystery It begins with the little things Shadows in the corner A quick glimpse and then nothing Observed, perhaps Too much uncertainty…

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…