Poetry of Love, Loss, and the Occult |
I Am A Witch I am a water-witch. I cast my stones upon the waves, Gleaming pale pinks, Blues, reds sinking in the foam, Drifting in intent. I stand upon the shore Catching the wind in my hair, Blowing the sand away From the intricate figure, My sigil there, hand-carved and damp. I am a fire-witch. I sink the blade into my candles In the dead of the night I anoint them all with The energies of my oil. I sit before the flames, Flickering as I waver, My body rocking in rhythm As the smoke drifts up, With it my thoughts...and my power. I am an earth-witch. I tend my garden in the Early morning hours, Plucking tender heads, pulling Dying leaves with permission. I lay on the wet grass, My skin bare against the ground. My circle's made of stone, Surrounding me, protecting me, Kissing me with its beauty. I am an air-witch. I listen to the whispers Of the wind as they rattle through Me, as they touch the chimes In the quiet of the evening. I lean towards the mirror, Seeking answers to my questions, Seeing my intentions, my future In the looking glass as I Concentrate my thoughts. I am a witch. My soul is my center, My chapel, my shelter. My life is the elements; I am in communion with our Mother. I walk hand in hand with our Father. I am you, you are me... Our souls intermingle In balance...harmony... Free-flowing life--a never-ending circle. Dena L. Moore July 16, 2002 I Am A Witch is not currently included in any collection, but look for its release in the future. |
The front page poem changes every 2-3 weeks. All work on this website are original poems by Dena L. Moore and are copyrighted. If you would like to post any of my work on your site or in print, please contact me or my publisher for permission. The poetry on this site is only a very small sampling of my work. This page was last updated on July 6, 2003 Copyright February 2001 Dena's Poetry: Poetry of Love, Loss, and the Occult is Written, Designed, and Maintained by Dena L. Moore |
