So many
Pretty flowers
Return every year
Interesting in colour and patterns, to me are so dear
Never bleak in springtime
Gardens burst in bloom, colouring the world again after winter’s gloom!
Tag Archives: poet
Truth about witches
Oh yes witches are bitches
You shouldn’t cross us at all
You are a stupid person
Who doesn’t know fuck all
You sit and play with candles
You sit and play with words
You sit and design your potions
How utterly absurd
You sit and preach your karma
You sit and judge us all
You deny the darkest powers
That sits to serve us all
You fill your cauldron with rose petals and salt
If your spell doesn’t work, it is your own fault
These are the qualities of a true love potion
Chocolate, chillies, cinnamon, plums and your devotion
Not all spells are to go inside a pot
Not all spells are obvious
But you wouldn’t know a lot
Your knowledge comes from people who have blather flair
You will not find love potions in book shops or book fairs
Now heed what I say
Hear me strong and loud
A witch doesn’t sell her power
That is not allowed
To give away your knowledge
Give away for free
You can do this if you want
But you shouldn’t if you were me
You lose power with every spell you share
This isn’t something, they teach you at book fairs
Witches cast your spells, but cast them with scrutiny
For if you share too much, the powers will mutiny
Only a true witch, knows things like this and more
Do not trust the ones who shares spells like a whore
All ye songs I sing on this blog and elsewhere
Are all make believe, the real ones you’ll find NOWHERE
This is the creed of all witches, all witches that are true
Witchcraft is inside my blood, but it isn’t inside of you
Filed under Poems S - U
Phantoms of the sea
We hear echoes in the dark like night
But it is daylight outside right now
We are in a mouldy damp place
Shadowed with stones around
Every footstep is like a heartbeat
Every movement a rustle like many leaves
Everything is black and wet
This is a home for us thieves
We are scurvy vagabonds
Fresh from the sea
This is our hiding place
It’s not nice, but it keeps us free
We do not wander in the daylight hours
We sit and wait till dark
Then once everyone is tucked in bed
A commandeered new ship we’ll embark
We keep this way forever
We are the pirate ghosts
Though some say we look fresh and alive
If I said I had flesh I’d boast
We’re not like what we used to be
What we are I really don’t know
But we don’t have mortal concerns and we have far to go
So maybe we will see you on the shores of some sea town
But it is likely if we see you, you will surely drown
What we are, I cannot tell
But we won’t be looked on at all
If you see us, by perchance
We will take you to Poseidon’s ball
Some may even call it Hell
Filed under Poems P - R
You know who you are!
If you don’t like my literature, why do you still read?
Especially when things are hard to chew and supposedly make your heart bleed?
Why do you still watch me, every day and night?
It’s been a decade – get over me, I don’t think your head is quite right
You sit and curse and you watch me still
You know I am sick and very ill
But you keep watching, I think you’re waiting
Just sitting back and anticipating
I wonder if she will die?
Well fuck off you dirty rotten fly!
Just thought I should add, this is to certain specific people who I personally knew once, not people who read this and don’t know me! Ha-ha
Filed under Poems V - Z
Winter
Why so bleak?
It is the season
Never warm, always cold
Though thrilling festivals forthwith
Ever singing in the New Year
Riding the end of the year in larks and laughs
Filed under acrostic
Autumn is the crisp morning dew
Autumn is the crisp morning dew followed by golden sunshine and rains of multi-coloured leaves
Everything crunching under foot with a satisfying crunch, scrunch, crunch
Delicious spices fill the air with pies, casseroles and soups
Harvest time for all, pumpkins, squashes, apples and more
Cheeky children knocking at Halloween’s door, begging for candies and little treats
You have to give it to them, they are so sweet
Dew drops start to freeze in the cooling air
Summer is gone without a care
Soon it shall be winter
Bonfires burn and glow, fireworks emblazon the night skies
The fire is filled to the brim with wood, hear it snap, snap snap to a crisp in the heat
Winter shall be here in a heart beat
Filed under Poems A - C
Autumn
Always colourful
Under trees I walk
That rain
Unwanted leaves
Merrily I step into autumn
Never too cold or warm – it always pleases me
Filed under acrostic
Acrostic exploration
I am tentatively venturing into the world of acrostic poetry. Something I don’t have much confidence for, but I would like to explore it a bit more.
For those who are not in the know, acrostic poetry takes a form that is like this;
Elizabeth it is in vain you say
“Love not”—thou sayest it in so sweet a way:
In vain those words from thee or L. E. L.
Zantippe’s talents had enforced so well:
Ah! if that language from thy heart arise,
Breathe it less gently forth—and veil thine eyes.
Endymion, recollect, when Luna tried
To cure his love—was cured of all beside—
His folly—pride—and passion—for he died.
As you can see a poetic line (I am not very good with jargon) starts with the first letter of a word in each sentence. This was written by Edgar Allan Poe and it is called ELIZABETH.
It should flow well into each other, each line and remain within the subject matter which is the word you are working from.
There are many poetry competitions in the UK which specialise on only acrostic entries and most of those competitions offer prizes of £150 for the win – I have never taken the plunge to enter any creative writing competitions, but I am hoping to change this someday.
You will see a new category on my blog soon purely for acrostic poetry.
I also wanted to mention today in this post that I am no longer doing the Sunday word counts as I find it sometimes demoralising – especially when I don’t reach my 10k goal, for some reason or another making my failure public seem all the more worse.
Filed under About my work
The King Of Heaven
I am the king of heaven watching you all below me
I see your tears your loneliness and grief and it woes me
I send a chariot down to meet you all
I wipe your tears and catch you when you fall
You always doubt me, but I do care
I will protect you, this I swear
I am here now, saving you
But you’re not aware, you don’t have a clue
But I am here with you now
The King Heaven
Filed under Poems S - U
Mother Goddesses Lullaby
I wipe away all your tears
That humanity have wept for a thousand years
I take you into my arms and say
That things were never meant to be this way
I sing a song and it lulls you to sleep
I hold you tight when you weep
I give you love and I give you hope
I take away the pain and dope
I love you dear and I love you all
All the big ones and the small
I hold you close in my arms
I protect you all from all the harm
Everyone is cherished and they are loved
I can’t hold you when I’m above
So this is why I am in your arms
To keep you warm and safe with my charms
Nothing bad and nothing evil
Is going to get near you
For a mothers love is a precious thing
Especially when you are crumbling
So in my arms you are safe and warm
The goddess loves her precious swarm
She holds you close and wipes your tears
And promises to stay always near
Filed under Poems M - O
