Category Archives: The Sabbats and the old craft


The flying brain with the new age eye A drone of sorts That looks from high Anthony Murphy apparently Helped by his drone Helped him to see The current heat wave And lack of rain Allowed a form to peer … Continue reading


It stands there In all its glory Is that the word to use 7000 oil drums Are there any clues To why its there Christo and Jean Claude Those two apparently Created this piece of art For all of us … Continue reading

Stonehenge summer solstice

There it is Its magnificent In its Place on Salisbury plain Presili stones and Sarsons Hewn and put in place To gain To demonstrate an aura An impressiveness beyond A truly commanding ediface In which all who see Respond An … Continue reading

Witchety green

Witchety green From the island of fae Her eye catching verdancy Blew me away Sage and weeping willow Apple and pea Avocado chartreuse Eau-de-nil yes she be Rings on her fingers Raven black hair The heart of a warrior And … Continue reading

Summer Solstice at Rollrights 2

A grey old day was had by all Windy and rather cold But despite that lots of people came And joined our merry fold A lot of nice new faces And a number of the clan Formed a perfect circle … Continue reading

Rollrights at the summer solstice 1

A heavily wooded shady lane A rusty gate to where A path looks down on Chipping Norton A hillock green and fair The rollright stones From neolithic times Rest peacefully Where A labyrinth and brilliant light Is there for all … Continue reading

Mythago Morris

Fantasy tradition Just listen and you will hear The tales of myth and magick As the dancing folk appear Clad there in black tatters Old England border style Purveyors of great stories Just you listen for a while Characterization Narration … Continue reading

Summer solstice

Wiltshire boasts chalk downlands A largely treeless tract A place buzzing with energy And how people react To seeing Stonehenge closeup Rising from the green To assimilate with Nature Which apparently has been A constancy for aeons Its genuineness complete … Continue reading

The laying of the labyrinth

Streams of consciousness Prevailing. meandering skywards. Even sailing Reticulation An obliqueness Waviness and undulation The kingsmen gathered A ring of armour Turned to stone For everymore Comptons witch what did she utter Know one knows know one is sure Cotsworld … Continue reading


May the Beltaine month When birds when trees and flowers Come into their own And show the results of the many hours Spent growing Out of the compost And dancing with the light Each revelation clearly Of significance so bright … Continue reading