Sunday, June 8, 2014

Ninty . . .
Walprugis Night Witch
Photo by Snowflake
Witch-Goddess
By Stormcat

I’d fold the silks of weathered incantations to
lay them gently to a gracious vault. But rebel
winds shall billow resisting undulation, while
mists embrace their freedom’s indiscretion
and secret them to dreams of riotous love.

Oh what a witch possesses such sweet garment
her wine-blue hair draped strands splay thereupon
and eyes that fire-of-sapphire cowers hence-from
commands all buried lust to flame arise, even
as she melts my sword of anger with her song

I long to hold her in my arms forever. Strip
bare her goddess silky pure gauze gown
and even as our loins shall toil and lather
my back and chest, her fists upon, shall pound
until sweet wishes languish on my lips

that weathered incantations rise to stir me;
that silky gauze shall every sense caress;
that rising mists shall gentle raindrops form;
that ever I will hold my sweet witch-goddess
and celebrate the day that she was born.

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28 comments:

  1. What a delightful poem..filled with warmth and desire. That woman in the pic has a very very naughty look in her eye. I think she has cast a spell on you. I'm off now to buy some purple stockings and to get my hair dyed purple pink to see if i can evoke this same sort of response from a man I fancy. Will let you know the results:)

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    1. I'm wishing you success with that man and I'm sure my witch goddess will be pleased that she has inspired you such.

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  2. She is bewitching you, smiles ~ So her charms worked ? ~ Have a good week/end ~

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    1. As George Harrison kept reminding us . . . "It's all in the mind . . . all in the mind!"
      Smiles back to you . . .

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  3. What a lovely and sensual poem, Stormcat. Strong feelings come through!

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  4. wow...someone put a spell on you for sure...
    how ardent your love/lust....

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    1. You know dude . . . "When it's staring you in the face, you might as well go ahead and take the fall"

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  5. It seems someone has stolen your whole self, Stormcat. I like the way you are not afraid to share your feelings and desires.

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    1. Interesting that honesty of feelings is a comment that I have gotten regularly about my posts. I think it is a learned trait for me. I used to think that I always needed to show my best side but eventually I realized that acting that way is essentially a lie and never leads to true relationships. Now I think, act, write, speak and live as I am. Not throwing my proverbial dirty laundry in anyone's face but not denying that I have some and washing regularly to minimize it. If people are going to be judgmental of others then they are not the ones I want as my closest friends. Besides, honesty makes the best poetry.

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  6. I think you have fallen under her spell..some spells cannot be broken..

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  7. Whoa ... I mean, WOW! The rebel winds and mist open the garments of the one your narrator dreams of. Already they celebrate her birth forever, and as you write in your final verse, they stir you too. I think you stand in front of the vast ocean Goddess or the Goddess of downpour and deluge and feel her love taps on mortal flesh. Dear Stormcat, please stay human some time more, please continue to interpret to us what is possible on this magnificent earth.

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    1. Thanks Susan . . . I'm glad you noticed those elements. I wondered if they would come through.

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  8. truly captured, truly enamored...

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  9. I'm like Susan - WOW! This poem is so incredibly wonderful, I am at a loss for words........the language, the imagery, the form (executed to perfection), just wonderful to read.......great write, Stormcat!!!!!!!!!! Love it.

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  10. woot! she sounds like the woman to fall for... enjoy the spell she cast on you...smiles

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  11. what a sensual, smooth, sweet poem. That was very romantic. You guys are lucky to have each other. Such love, such passion. Applause!!!

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  12. I love the photo and can quite see the inspiration for the poem. I particularly like the beauty of that culminating last verse.

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  13. A lovely poem & truly very well inspired. And like Rosemary, the last verse was also my favourite part. Smiles. Send the poem to the witch goddess, she'll love it more than we do, I know.

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  14. Wow..what a enchanting poem..beautiful..:)

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  15. heh..aside from the pink hair i actually kinda dress like her...headband and all (well, except for in the summertime, i think i'd die of heatstroke bahaha).

    this is written beautifully. your very own goddess! :)

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  16. Ah.. to have a woman to worship like that.. maybe that's the trick in reality.. wonderfully written.

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  17. Hi :) Cat here, thanks for stopping by my blog ... nice place you have here ... meouw ... smiles.

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  18. Stormy and steamy poem Stormcat. Lucky lady...
    Thanks for your visit.

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  19. "Oh what a witch possesses such sweet garment
    her wine-blue hair draped strands splay thereupon
    and eyes that fire-of-sapphire cowers hence-from
    commands all buried lust to flame arise, even
    as she melts my sword of anger with her song"

    Wonderful. Fantastical. Dreamy. And yes, steamy. Loved it all, as always. :D

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  20. wow, you're really inspired! :)

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  21. Sensual...Love that opening line.

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