Category Archives: The Sabbats and the old craft

We all are aspiring angels The seraphs the cherubs the saints Fighting the princes of darkness Who reside in the place That now paints Its images over the ocean With its sky blue and bright yellow boats Delving into the … Continue reading →

The sun is moving southwards Day and night will be Of equal length a chance to dream A chance to really see The darkness so much earlier Its a great big balancing act That Nature does for all of us … Continue reading →

Emotional and spiritual sensitivity Inner peace comes with a pisces moon The pathos that is present with the Fervour and desire To not be overwhelmed by it To surrender to its fire As the spirit world draws closer The thinner … Continue reading →

Lets never forget those who have passed Our ancestors for they have cast Their knowledge wide and we follow through Our crops are important for they all do Sow and harvest the goodness store Bake our bread thats what its … Continue reading →

The A-303 to the Countess Roundabout was Snarled up bad An extra 45 minutes On our journey somewhat sad The Summer Solstice sunshine Was burning down upon A crawling desperation That just went on and on Frustration built on those … Continue reading →

We stand at the crossroads we druids With the weight of history here On our shoulders these blue stones Are magical stones And vast healing qualities clear The darkness descending around us We are right up and close to them … Continue reading →

Roll Rights was so peaceful The light was really clear You could see the whole of Chipping Norton Just from standing here looking over the labyrinth vital and so green Observing all those lovely fields and dales There in between … Continue reading →

It’s absolutely madness And seemingly to me That to put a tunnel under Stone Henge Is never a victory It’s a Neolithic disaster On a scale never before Thought let alone allowed to be Happening for sure Cameron said there … Continue reading →

The indigenous one So abundant is it Amongst the other trees It makes a truly hardy hedge It’s antiquity does please It’s timber may be polished Burnished with such fire It can grow a hundred years It’s contorted branches tire … Continue reading →

When that great curtain descends upon us When our eyes close and are gone When the heart that beats each second Has ceased and we upon This life time are transcended To another place where we Shall rest to test … Continue reading →

Beltane welcomes the blossoms The blossoms of the May Hazel stout and stocky Keeps everyone at bay Hazels thorny countenance It’s leaves that surely tonify Rich in vitamins for Replenishing those lost from Yule Whilst Helping us restore The sweet … Continue reading →

The rain held off The sky so blue Though the grey clouds In the distance grew The wind created music where Branches glistened in the air The circle came together well The Druids ritual The magic spell Beltane opened to … Continue reading →

Its the flight of the bumble Each dynamic tumble Laborious flight path Under a stone hearth The shine of the chalice A story of Alice The Summerland goddess Who once lived in a palace Who sees all the 4 legged … Continue reading →

The Birch may drive a wedge today To ply his cost on this May Day The potency and abundant stare Where protective magic is everywhere Lushness and fertility Luxuriance and prosperity An over excitable message for The gods and goddesses … Continue reading →

The excitement of the season the rebirth of things to come The colour of the Daffodils The symphony of some Who Burst into a choral scent That wafts into the air The glory of the golden dawn That’s pictured everywhere … Continue reading →

Spring a time of celebration When planting comes to mind We watched the bulbs, the sets of rockets Rapidly unwind Spring has sprung The vernal season An innovation for The freshness and the greenest The modernity, the raw The great … Continue reading →

Arrows tipped with poison Horses, inhalation Death becomes an immediacy And after life sensation Cows and Deers and we ourselves Can ‘t realise the lure The toxic combination That will never be a cure Carpenters use wood for coffins Bark … Continue reading →

Working with change Is how we arrange It’s what we’re about As we grow older And significantly bolder In actuality begin to doubt Everything moves at the great speed of light The need to backtrack and to be Riding a … Continue reading →

At the Goddess and Green man I purchased a Hare Box For all of my trinkets and jewellery, she Sits on my dresser the moon in her Heaven An ethereal image That does remind me Of the hare I once … Continue reading →

Mr Brown Hare With your scut in the air A pretty good gait The fastest around Mighty long legs Farm heathland meadow Grasslands and forests Anywhere found Cereal crops, buds And tree bark all favourites Wild grasses packed With great … Continue reading →

She sits in the silence Under a sky Of purple and black Where the corn ears are high Acutely aware of her Whereabouts, she Loves the sweet nose gay Some enchanted see The owl soft and downy The heron aghast … Continue reading →

The Earth wears Jack Frosts ermine cloak It chills the bones as snowdrops poke They push on through tough nuts to crack Their white bells draw the coming flack The days are lengthening, how it numbs The gardeners fingers, the … Continue reading →

The flight of birds A geometric collage Seen on high Over Stone Henge Pictures A smoke filled lullaby A concept of creation A Divine patterning A snap shot of togetherness An oracle on the wing Reading words are everywhere Intuition … Continue reading →

Just stones Is that, all they are ? Great tall heavy stones That just happen to be there In, one of those zones Far beyond the pale The imagination of the few Hewn out of the mountains With millenniums of … Continue reading →

A mortal at the gateway Just a pair of eyes Might see Extra terrestrials out there in the skies Where many must Like me wonder at the weight of stone Paraded here before us At this juncture We alone Can … Continue reading →

Stone Henge is where we are standing An iconic circle and we On this hallowed ground must wonder Just now where we be What now lies still under Where each of us stand Are there ancient chapels Underneath this chalky … Continue reading →

In the inner circle Below the winter sky Its the ritual of the ancients Where We all, ask ourselves why The light reflective mica In the sarsens overhead Shines like stars perhaps from Mars Yes Mars is what I said … Continue reading →