Sisters
of the Burning Branch Goddess Gallery Presents...
THE WITCH
In dreams and visions the witch gathers her magicks
The faery bells ring as they begin their dance steps
Startling any humans and making them the fools
As the witch roams the woods consecrating her tools
The circles are cast by the light of the moon
No one knows she is there except she alone
A rabbit runs through and there goes the sound of a loon
As her spirit become enthralled as she dances and moans
Her robes are of golden and silk
A plane flies overhead as she tends her circle
Around the plane goes as it gawks at her ilk
The people in it stare down as she performs her miracle
Then the plane flies off
And the witch is laughing
What must they think
Of her very strange outing
- Luna Ceres
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Luna Ceres
October 2018
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