Category Archives: Ethereal Poems

Moths

An element of naivety Thats, if you ask me I have always thought that Souls that fly And visit flowers Would be Assisting pollination To call a soul a pest Is an arrogance Beyond me But its something To attest … Continue reading

Childlike

A candour and frankness All seeing Fresh eyes seeing all that is there Unvarnished and unartificial and being aware Wide-eyed and blameless An enquiring mind A thirst and a reason In all that we find Curiously searching Engrossed in it … Continue reading

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