Wiccan Poetry


The Goddess speaks to me

in the constant babbling of the stream

The Goddess speaks to me

in the heat of a sun beam

The Goddess speaks to me

in the fierce rush of the breeze

The Goddess speaks to me

in the gentle rustling of the leaves

The Goddess speaks to me

in the soft patter of cat paws

The Goddess speaks to me

in the fiery colors of the Fall

The Goddess speaks to me

in the still of the night Rocking me tenderly, saying everything is all right And although others don't understand my way

The Goddess speaks to me each and every day.


I am willing to be different and strong.

I am willing to be different and beautiful.

I am willing to be different and free.

For this difference is the same.

The Goddess, Her forces.

My dreams, the Moon.

My feelings.

My creativity.

My passion.

My deep love of all creation.

And the only conforming I need to do is forming creation.

For I am form, and I am forming to universal law therefore must survive.

And even though I may at times feel alone and misunderstood,

I will remember that I have sisters and brothers out there who are learning to be free

like me. And that I am not alone, but all One, and one with All.

And that once, all life, was respected and loved.

And will be again

Author Unknown


The Abyss

Take me to the Abyss, Let me live in suspence, In the realm of weightlessness...

Live as a bird in flight today, Live as a pagan in trance, you may, But be merry, happy, and gay...

Age and life, These in the Abyss are but, Love and strife...

Time and age mean nothing here, Hunger and want, Theres nothing to fear...

Take me to the Abyss, Take me away today, I wish to be in a world that is happy, merry, and gay...


My Death

My Death, my Death, You come neigh this night! As I sag into a fleshy puddle on my deathbed; As I stare vacuously at the ceiling; As I reflect the cold fluorescent from my face; As I wait hopelessly for the uncaring friends; As I scream silently at the unhearing attendants; Only through my pain do I yet know Life.

My Death, my Death, You come neigh this night! As I fight You for another second of painful Life; As I fight You for another minute of painful Life; As I fight You for another hour of painful Life; As I fight You for another day of painful Life; As I fight You for another week of painful Life; You are my Adversary, and I won't come cheap.

My Death, my Death, You come neigh this night! As I know You, I get right to the point; As I know You, I reject my petty concerns; As I know You, I disdain my personal ambitions; As I know You, I strip my priorities raw; As I know You, I know what is truly important; You are my Advisor, forcing me to face the truth.


Bright Blessings

Gina T. Ranney


Earth Mother

Giver of life

Strengthen me during my life-long strife.

Teach me your ways of perfect love,

peace, and wisdom true.

Spawn from my purest heart

These words to you

May this prayer help me to better myself in word and deed,

To a higher plane I shall succeed.

Beautiful light of goodness fair

Lore of old we both do share

A Witch's brew, I drink to you

My love for you, by day, by night

In thought and in sight

Will my soul learn the meaning of this life


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