Category Archives: Ethereal Poems

Feeling depressed

Joylessness And unhappiness It tends to be around Enervation heartache As all of us have found And I do mean everyone Where ever they now be Oppression of the spirit Leads on to misery Life today is dismal And many … Continue reading

by another name

The summerlands at Autumn Time Might be the place for me Entering another phase I would, absolutely Realise the finality Of being but not seeing Shedding tears Increasing fears And honestly not being Able ever to see your face To … Continue reading

Avatar

The inner child The inner mind The positive All underlined Skin the colour of the Eyes we see Blue and green The mentality Of The avatar Is what springs to mind A sixth sense That Some people find A cerebration … Continue reading

Wolf and women

Before us we see an image Of A women and a wolf One is in their integrity The other isn’t sure She may look the part to most Of you But in reality for me I would say that she’s … Continue reading

The rolling hills of Oxfordshire

A Sunday in Oxfordshire A celebration The fifty fourth birthday Of a special soul A raven haired lovely A witch Good and true A quintessence quality One of the few Long Compton’s history a magickal haunt Where covens of witches … Continue reading

The Raven and the wolf

A raven called oblivion And a wolf called expectation Assumed they could be friends for life Which filled them with elation If only I could fly the wolf said If only I could howl No matter said the wise old … Continue reading

In a wee wood

It was just a wee wood With a lushness galore With all sorts of trees And wild flowers and more Some old hazel hedging And brambles to tear A brook and a stream Such a sweet grove to share Several … Continue reading

Heartfelt

Dragging ones heart Remembering rainbows Where can my pretty witch be Casting her spells With some sweet little shells Down by the blue of the sea I feel talismanic But I must not panic My unicorn Where can he be … Continue reading

Dr Birute

The worlds true primate angel A scholar of the wild Clearly her enlightenment Begun as a child Her grasp and her awareness A perception of the great Acquaintanceship with the red apes And there can be no debate This women … Continue reading

A summery picnic

AShridge bathed in sunlight An old oak decked in green Subtle hues conflicted views The most magickal of scene On the grass Was laid a sheet Our chairs And an array Of salad dips and olives And what was a … Continue reading