Saturday, August 23, 2014

Spying On Witches

The Coven

The dance had you then,
after you buried your womb
in the blue black earth
prepared, sanctified
by your dozen partners, crones
under the full moon.
I watched, took this risk
knowing my mortality
at stake in this place.

September 25, 2010 3:02 PM


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    1. I know, right? A dangerous thing. Possibly not something to do very often. But that was back nearly four years ago when I wrote that, the next thing queued up. Why the heck do they spell queue that way??

  2. You write so well Christopher! It's always a delight to read :) Hope you are doing well friend. ((Hugs))


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