"In Glade's Embrace" (Entry 539)

The bats continue their symphony.

Leading and guiding the way.

Follow the path unseen.

Travel where only the blessed have tread.

Relief as companions appear

from the shadowed embrace of oaks.

Carry holly and the mistletoe.

Enter the glade together.

Ceremony.

Sacred space.

Home.

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Happy Yule to all of you celebrating today. Blessed Be!

"Winds Turn" (Entry 538)

North winds turn to bound and ground.

East winds turn to whip air and rip.

South winds turn to light up the night.

West winds turn to moon’s tidal ride.

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Thinking of everyone in the UK suffering through these gale force winds. Stay safe and warm. 

"Wise of Old" (Entry 534)

Savage sages,

adept men of ages.

Wizards of magic.

Dark art tragic.

Learned teachers,

haggard features.

Mage of old.

Philosopher bold.

Who are the wise ones?

What do they know?

Are there still bonds?

Where do they go?

"Not This Little Girl!" (Entry 483)

Vampires and Demons, Their Hunters and Ghosts. 

Gods and Fairies and Star Trek Outposts. 

Sci-fi and Fantasy and All Types of History. 

Comedy and Drama and Geek Tech and Mystery. 

Numbers and Words and A Well-Written Book. 

Documentary and Theatre and TV with a Hook. 

Conspiracy Tale and UFO Story. 

Any of this, and I'm in my glory. 

TARDIS, the Doctor, Strictly Saturday and laughter. 

Friends and Kitties, Steampunk and Delving the Hereafter. 

Eclectic in rhythm with a rock gothy twist. 

Magical thinking, all Supernatural, is right on my list. 

So sugar 'n' spice, gets some girlies glowing. 

This what makes me me and gets this one going!

"Mundane No Magic" (Entry 329)

Grab the groceries. 

No jiggery-pokery. 

Zip to the shops. 

It's a regular stop. 

Daily - weekly buys. 

All done with a sigh. 

Just lists and tears. 

No magic here. 

Mundane goods. 

Just as it should. 

"Magician's Act" (Entry 252)

A flick of wrist.
A sleight of hand.
A mysterious smile.
A wink to the band.
A sleeve to tug.
The card appears.
Magician's secret.
To make the weird.

"Beyond an' Between" (Entry 201)

An' beyond the veil
To the unseen,
Discover nothing
That's in between.
For there's the secret,
Arcane untold
For a future feat,
Mysteries behold.

"The Turn of a Card" (Entry 103)

The worn yellow edges seemed to melt
and meld into her fingers,
warmed by her energy and expectations.
Tossed between hands like infants playing ball
rather than a deft juggler
Instructions told her to split the pack
then spread.
Followed orders, with parched humour
thought on how often she'd obeyed his
selflish
same barks.
Three cards chosen
from the lie of curled corners and dulled backs,
half wishing she'd never borrowed them from flaky friend.
(However well meaning.)
Best read them
yourself
alone
without booklet or another interpretation.
To follow her gut
her intuition.
Fingers outstretched,
pads pulled her future towards her,
as she turned the first card...

"To Be Gifted Hindsight" (Entry 96)

Power of old
moulded
create life's decision.
Future hindsight,
tonight,
show me the true vision.

"Sacrifice on Salted Air" (Entry 49)

Stumble over seaweed slimed rocks at cave's mouth.
A foot jammed in gap.
Crimson gory pours from new gash,
slashed by jagged edge.

Profuse swears
to damn the day.
Words gush to
reinforce the salt water
rubbing into wound.

The time made worse
by circumstance would not be here.
Oh, to curse the curse
and needing  cure.

Deep and melodic
female voice rumbles to
demand who dares profane
the air.

Trembled torn step forth
to meet the eel black darkness
slipping from the cavern.

Incorporeal made to silhouette
to bulk hidden in barnacled burlap cloak.
Throated gurgled giggle reaches to shriek.

"Blood!"

"Afore New Moon Rising" (Entry 33)

Dieter's strict slice of silver moon sliver,

dangled upon sky,

dusted by webby clouds 

drifting on stallion winds on high.

Dark side moon torn 

delivers new born.

Detailed date to rid yourself of

darkest negativity.

Dangerously near to midnight,

dance and be the new moon festivity.

Dare to be renewed by lore

and reawakened once more.

"Dark in the Garden" (Entry 20)

In the garden after dark,
the humans disappear and
those creatures who rule the earth
awake, take a step to come near.

For those who dance to Gaia's beat
know the secrets of this world,
and after dark in your own backyard,
their magic ballet rises to unfurl

A beauty never seen by eyes
like yours and mine.
For in their artistry of nature,
you'll discover the Divine.

"Power Beneath The Shadow of The Moon" (Entry 17)

There is power in the moon shadows.
It's there for those who wish to learn,
and walk a slope of discovery,
to the higher places where you need to climb,
to reach the peak and view
The Universe in its whole.

It's in the moon shadows,
where the trek begins.

It's not for all,
but if you choose
and are chosen,
accept the step into the depths
to learn the wisdom of infinity,
to know we are as one.

It's in the moon shadows,
where you find joy and light.

"Every Night, We..." (Entry 2)

Every night, we save ourselves,
and all of Earth's humanity.
We don in dreams, the cloak of heroes,
and be the saviour we want to be.

Every night, we scare ourselves,
in horror stories of dark despair,
worse than those seen on movie screen,
play out in depths of the nightmare.

Every night, we leave the planet
to journey beyond stars to the unknown.
Those places where myth and magic dwell,
through the cosmos we weave and roam.

Every night, we replay our lives,
to highlight mistakes or rewind a wrong.
We experience passion deep and raw
and love's regret acted out in song.

Every night, we save ourselves,
as our minds work through fantasy.
A challenge. A quest. A moment's jest.
Unravelling the clutter to let us be.