April 29 - The Brocken
Granite giants loom,
Shadows weave through silent woods—
Magic stirs unseen.
Such a beautifully gothic image🖤
Climb the mountain
Watch the witches dance and sing;
Suffer their magic.
Ooo chilling! Don’t want to get caught!
Nope!😬
Whispers made the rounds
A place to meet our sisters
Top of hazy Harz
So nice! I love the scene this conjures!
gather round my dears,
embrace the moon and dance, dance.
our magick abounds
Oo I love the familiar almost motherly tone, really well done🖤
Damn, you did a good one. Love it.
Thank you!!
Far from Rome we dance
Forgotten spirits we call
The Lamb here? Slaughtered.
Very dark indeed, probably a lovely holiday for Hecate.
Twas the Brocken in the glade
Trolls and witches laid wracking wands
Down in fern dells shaking spells sleepless.
I love the internal rhymes here🖤 It lends such a sing-song tone that really sounds like spells.
And that’s how you get a “trollop”.
Warlocks
Warlords did have me a little confused😂 But also, some ladies go for the hairy brooding types 🤷♀️😂
My beard’s getting longer.
Now you just need some goats!
Ah, come on, nothing wrong with a little fun among consenting adults😏
Warlords yes, Trolls no. They live under bridges with goats. Have kids with beards.
The fire flickered gaze
Of a witch licking her lips—
Laughter like croaking.
Oh man, this is such a vivid image. I absolutely love it🖤
Granite giants loom,
Shadows weave through silent woods—
Magic stirs unseen.
Such a beautifully gothic image🖤
Climb the mountain
Watch the witches dance and sing;
Suffer their magic.
Ooo chilling! Don’t want to get caught!
Nope!😬
Whispers made the rounds
A place to meet our sisters
Top of hazy Harz
So nice! I love the scene this conjures!
gather round my dears,
embrace the moon and dance, dance.
our magick abounds
Oo I love the familiar almost motherly tone, really well done🖤
Damn, you did a good one. Love it.
Thank you!!
Far from Rome we dance
Forgotten spirits we call
The Lamb here? Slaughtered.
Very dark indeed, probably a lovely holiday for Hecate.
Twas the Brocken in the glade
Trolls and witches laid wracking wands
Down in fern dells shaking spells sleepless.
I love the internal rhymes here🖤 It lends such a sing-song tone that really sounds like spells.
And that’s how you get a “trollop”.
Warlocks
Warlords did have me a little confused😂 But also, some ladies go for the hairy brooding types 🤷♀️😂
My beard’s getting longer.
Now you just need some goats!
Ah, come on, nothing wrong with a little fun among consenting adults😏
Warlords yes, Trolls no. They live under bridges with goats. Have kids with beards.
The fire flickered gaze
Of a witch licking her lips—
Laughter like croaking.
Oh man, this is such a vivid image. I absolutely love it🖤