Let Me Be Witch

By the time I knew it, Muse visited me again,offering a somehow witchy piece of poetry. I am afraid glad that this will keep on happening because I felt a sudden need of self-expression. Writing about family stuff and such is great, but one needs to let mind work in another direction too, finding answers and relief in the world of imagination. A little sweet poem "Let Me Be Witch" :) Oh, Let me, please! :))

Let Me Be Witch, no boundaries.
Let Me Be Me, have no fear.
I put in a closet my sundries,
Let my delight be sheer.

Let go off mundane, Be You -
Vengeance is not our fate.
Tell them to smell the sundew -
Then free yourself to create.

Let Me Be Witch, I am ready.
Put on a hat and let's go.
Woods always seem to be shady -
Let your red heart be aglow.

Yours sincerely,

Witchcraft and Literature

Inhaling what's not true

My witchy inner-self decided to take a really really long break. Nonetheless, she was never gone and will never be. I do realize one thing very clearly: perhaps I will never be able to become that true pagan but this is in my nature now, and I do see sprouts of it here and there.

Today, to my own surprise, my muse (to her own surprise, I believe, too) wrote this short poem... Though the poem has a more or less melancholic tune, I feel light within.

Inhaling what's not true,
The essence of the thoughts is gone.
I thought you were the one I knew,
But happened, you were never known.

I never knew myself. We come,
We go - the ways are separate.
The only thing is left now - hum,
Though even this will soon evapourate.

Inhaling what's not true,
Deceiving memories of you.
I thought you were the one I knew,
But happened, you were never known.


Sending healing energies and positive waves to all who still are here for me :)

Yours sincerely,

Witchcraft and Literature