April Is National Poetry Month

read/recite/compose/incite
inspire/admire/revel/meander
in verse that is free/haiku
or iambic pentameter
© sookietex 2009

I Put A Spell On You

I put a spell on you. Because you're mine.
Stop the things you do. Watch out! I ain't lyin'.
Yeah! I can't stand no runnin' around.
I can't stand no puttin' me down.
I put a spell on you. Because you're mine.

Oh yeah! Whoa! Whoa!

Stop the things you do. Watch out! I ain't lyin'.

Oh! Oh!

I love you! I love you! I love you!
Anyhow...I don't care if you don't want me.
I'm yours right now.
I put a spell on you. Because you're mine.
Mine! Mine!
Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! You're mine!

[Lyric by Screamin' Jay Hawkins]

Autumn, Merry Mabon!

Despite the havoc ragweed wreaks on my allergies, fall [autumn] is my favorite season. i found a poem that Helen Keller composed for one of her mentors, Alexander Graham Bell. Ms.Keller's imagery is nothing short of awe inspiring, when you consider this is a person who was blind and deaf since infancy. Her words speak so eloquently of the feelings this season brings. Merry Mabon!


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boundless ardor ~ for julian dana william mcmahon

Saturday January 26th 2008, G'Day USA honored several of Australia's native daughters and sons. The one that commanded the most attention from the media was of course Nip/Tuck star Julian McMahon. i covered the event and spoke briefly with the star. i will publish the details of the event within the next few days at In A Lather. Meantime, a few weeks ago the muse inspired me to compose the tribute below.

from australia hails

mcmahon,julian.

g'donya mate

with those eyes cerulean.

from the nape of your neck

to the tips of your toes

the sheilas adore you

fully dressed or unclothed.

such energy you bring

when you enter the room!

as yourself, or as alters

troy, turner, grant,

hanson, plato, or doom.

born to nobility

yet, your ethic is proletarian.

let's all hoist a VB

to our favorite rapscallion!
©sookietex 2008

Happy Halloween ~ Merry Meet, Blessed Be Besom aka Witches' Broom Chant

~ BESOM CHANT ~
Besom, besom, Lady's broom
Sweep out darkness, sweep out doom
Rid ye Lady's hallowed ground
Of demons, imps and Hell's red hound;
Then set ye down on Her green earth
By running stream or Mistress' hearth,
'Till called once more on Sabbath night
To cleanse once more the dancing site.
~ Author Unknown ~

Besom brooms are the broom traditionally associated with witches and are traditionally made of twigs tied to a larger pole. As a result, the besom is rounded instead of flat. The bristles can be made of many materials including, but not limited to straw, herbs, or twigs. Supposedly, an upward pointed besom (bristles up), especially over or near a doorway, will help protect the house from evil spirits or negative energies.

A besom is one of the tools used in Wicca. A traditional Wiccan besom is an ash stave handle with bristles made from birch twigs. These twigs are tied on using thin pieces of willow wood. It is used to cleanse the ritual area before circle casting.

To cleanse your ritual area, start in the centre and moving deosil (clockwise) sweep the circle from the centre to the outer edges, all the while envisioning and chanting that negativity is being swept out and the circle is being purified.

As a tool, the besom is usually thought of as masculine in nature due to its phallic shape and symbolism. However the besom's components are of both masculine and feminine orientation. The handle, an ash stave, is masculine in nature while the birch used for the bristles is thought of as feminine in nature.

The use of the besom as a tool in witchcraft might have begun when there was much fear and hatred toward witches. A broomstick was a common household item and therefore could not be used as evidence that a person was a witch.

Source: Wikipedia ~ Besom Broom
Wikipedia ~ Samhain Halloween