Category Archives: The Sabbats and the old craft

Gravestones and standing stones Of considerable age Attract, it appears The lichens who gauge Sedentary staging A life force as such Algae and cyanbacteria Much Among living filaments Of fungi we see Symbiotic relationships Thats where they be At Rollrights … Continue reading →

Its very hard to quantify The druid ceremony Its has a basic formula But it changes constantly The philosophy of existence Born out by those who come A realness of each moment Undeniable for some You leave the road and … Continue reading →

The only shower of rain we had Has left its diadems Sparkling in the winter sun All those pretty gems Hanging off the jasmine And the Rosemary Each one decked in lots of leaves But kind of perilously Its the … Continue reading →

Rosemary your spears give purpose Huddled willingly With a determination Your whimsicality Seen as a necessity An essential form Compliant in so many words When the weather isnt as warm Your evergreen exuberance Exists within your soul Protection is your … Continue reading →

She is the soul she is the spirit Eternity was hers to hold She plucks all my tender heartstrings On her beauty I be sold Genuine well documented To endure her is for me Life itself and breath beyond It … Continue reading →

I return a lesser figure Though my heart is as before Samhain is upon us dears With darkness at its core A time to honour the ancestors And our loved ones that have passed A cross quarter day See the … Continue reading →

The gates silhouetted In black seemingly Magickal look at that path Leading where? To a castle perhaps To a haunt all can share Sorcerers gather and they cast Spells you can feel the A place where the past Is brought … Continue reading →

She will dress with great style And the seasons will mean Much more to her She of the green Her pattern of realness Her quiddity The sum and substance Is essentially Honest to goodness A trait of the good She … Continue reading →

Long meg and her daughters Have rested a while On the edge of the Cumbrian Pennines in style Again like the rollrights The numbers one sees Differs apparently Its a kind of tease But its very sacred One knows this … Continue reading →

A stillness and tranquility Meets the traveller who Stumbles on this resting place Hushed and calm the view Sweeps away before thee With its harmony aloft A breathing space a reposeful face Where everywhere feels soft In Well house lane … Continue reading →

Equal day and equal night Equal dark and equal light The Autumn Equinox is real Excitedely we see the wheel And it feels right For all that light Each leaf each bud It does excite The gaze does raise that … Continue reading →

Undeniable there she lay 2000 years Essentially Her eyes were face downwards, she Her quartzite eyes perpetually Searching through the peaty realms Where Oblivion just overwhelms The spirit cancels out the light Intrinsically forced to bite Down on spagnum moss … Continue reading →

Snowhill Manor A 16th century country house Where once we know A certain architect was living A poet too Who loved the flow Of words and phrases Of alliteration And quietly he loved The old crafte Alchemy and magic thrilled … Continue reading →

Through enchanted caves Eeked out of loam the industrious moles The grotto’s work Laboriously Bewitched they cast In telepathic channels lurk Under the kings men Standing stones Otherwordly ancient bones Charmed I am sure By the worms that crawl Through … Continue reading →

Sat on a scarp of the cotswold hills To the north the stour valley To the south be the Swere Close to the witches of Long Compton fame The whispering knights can be heard so I hear Oolithic limestone on … Continue reading →

Near the Uffington white horse And castle Close to the Ridgeway We see A neolithic long barrow And Chamber tomb Wayland Smithy It is a place that’s so special With timber and stone chambered Walls Dating from 3590 BC And … Continue reading →

Who be the god of poetry? NOrse Mythology long ago In a cave where stalactites Hung in such glory and all aglow The son of ODIN and gunlods His eloquence was fine He played a golden harp And sang and … Continue reading →

We see light in all its glory With the sun and all its power Boundless for creation Hotter by the hour The earth is warm and comforting The sky is brightly blue As the sun now enters cancer With the … Continue reading →

A beautiful blue sky presented itself And Rollrights was resplendent in green All was ablaze with the light of Beltaine The dandelion phantoms had been Once glorious carpets of golden But now just were pillows of puff buttercups golden and … Continue reading →

You must have seen the bright one The hawthorn blossom may Ushering in the light beams The portals of display The copper beech resplendent With its salad tasting leaves Some celtic salt and a dash of oil What rustic bread … Continue reading →

The Lilacs are all a flourish As are the chestnuts, they With their candle blossoms Are welcoming each day The copper beech At last its leaves Have exciting colour That achieves A rhapsody for wintry eyes. Still laden down with … Continue reading →