In Need of Returning Home

The sudden need, can't escape it,
Energy, inspiration, whatever.
It has started leaving my body,
My thoughts and my deals.

I search for it where
It never was kept.
At least, not for me.
In need of touching my roots.

Connect with my folks,
My air, my water and fire -
It's not the same here.
The energy's dying.

I am heading to land
Where my existence was born.
Where winter is harsh and summer is too...
That's what I was made of and for...

Yours sincerely,

Witchcraft and Literature

Let Me Be Witch

By the time I knew it, Muse visited me again,offering a somehow witchy piece of poetry. I am afraid glad that this will keep on happening because I felt a sudden need of self-expression. Writing about family stuff and such is great, but one needs to let mind work in another direction too, finding answers and relief in the world of imagination. A little sweet poem "Let Me Be Witch" :) Oh, Let me, please! :))

Let Me Be Witch, no boundaries.
Let Me Be Me, have no fear.
I put in a closet my sundries,
Let my delight be sheer.

Let go off mundane, Be You -
Vengeance is not our fate.
Tell them to smell the sundew -
Then free yourself to create.

Let Me Be Witch, I am ready.
Put on a hat and let's go.
Woods always seem to be shady -
Let your red heart be aglow.

Yours sincerely,

Witchcraft and Literature