As the Flowers Bloom

It can pee and pour down the shore
but you can watch the flowers bloom.

There's all this talk about doom and gloom
but you can watch the flowers bloom.

The goddess watches us and let's us know
when you watch the flowers bloom.

Nature gives up everything we need
the proof is when the flowers bloom.

Life is a miraculous thing
so why not what the flowers bloom

Like the flowers, everything starts, dies, and is reborn

So take a lesson from the flowers, and let things come in their due time, but while you wait for that special date

Kick back, smell the flowers, as the flowers bloom


By: Lady SilverVixen

Think about this guys and Come up with your own pagan poem. Let's see how creative we can get your brains. muahahaha ^_^

i haven't done poems in years...but i'll try...

Brightest light and deepest warmth
embrace us while we run.
Empower life, enhance our smile
hope infilling Sun.

Grow for us, feed our hunger,
I feel the ancient ground.
Dance around the father Sun
mother Earth so sound.

Day has passed the night has fell
look up to the stars.
Silver rays of lady Moon
healing deep old scars.

I'm not that poetic but i tried lol

that was fantastic brim

This isn't mine but it's my favorite poem:

Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am in a thousand winds that blow,
I am the softly falling snow.
I am the gentle showers of rain,
I am the fields of ripening grain.
I am in the morning hush,
I am in the graceful rush
Of beautiful birds in circling flight,
I am the starshine of the night.
I am in the flowers that bloom,
I am in a quiet room.
I am in the birds that sing,
I am in each lovely thing.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there. I do not die.


By:
Mary Elizabeth Frye

That was amazingly beautiful wizard!
And thank you Vixen...i love your poem as well...and i love flowers as well =D they are there to make us smile and make us feel at home =)

I like all of the poems posted here.

Fun Fact:
My poem has a World of Warcraft version :)

anyone else?

Here's an example of another poem that I use as a spell. Like poems, spells can rhyme or not rhyme, I chose to make this one rhyme, it can also be found in the coven spell book.

This is to find something lost

What once was lost, now is found
I send my honor to the ground
Let what was lost now be found

These can very in length, and rhyming style. Be creative, and you'd be surprised how easy it is to find your poems are actually spells. This is a great way to incorporate magic in your daily lives, for those who poem writers

To make it rain

Make it rain
Make it pour
Make the clouds Heavy like a door
Let harm come to none
my will be done
as the sky opens up and nourishes the lands
The Earth rejoices and claps her hands


these are just a few examples of some spells that are poems that I wrote myself. Just open your minds and let the creative juices flow. I will also be adding in new video's after I get more practice in on my flute to show how you can incorporate music into your magic.

Here's a chant that I wrote a number of years ago. This one is to the Horned God, but there is also another one to the Goddess of the Moon.

I am the Lord of the Hunt and the Dance,
Lord of the field and the Greenwood tree.
Lord of the Harvest, Lord of Change,
I am the Horned One, follow me!

Lord of the Watchtower, Lord of the Gate,
I am the Key that will set you free.
Mine is the sacrificial fate,
I am the Horned One, follow me!

Strong as the stag with crown of horn.
Robed like the wood in autumn leaves,
Green as the grapevine, gold as the corn,
I am the Horned One, follow me!

Follow me neath the Moon above,
Dance with me through the standing stones
Safe in the circle of my love,
Know that with me you are not alone!

Lord of the Hunt and Lord of the Dance,
Lord of the field and the Greenwood tree.
Lord of the Harvest, Lord of Change,
I am the Horned One, follow me!

-Lark-

Seasons come and seasons go
Like the wind and the rain.

Sometimes lingering seemingly for an eternity
Like hurt and pain.

When the rain ends there is renewal
A fresh start.

Pain leaves its impression
Sometimes for the moment, sometimes everlasting.

When it will end, no one knows.
But when it does, OH GLORY!

Winter is finally over
Time to grow.

Learn from the mistakes
Build on the memories.

Let the rain wash off misfortune
Let the wind carry it away.