Hear these the words
of the witches cries
The secrets we hide
in the night of the moon
mystic midnight hour
The oldest of gods
are invoked here,
The great work of
magic is sought and crafted
In this night and in this hour
We call upon the ancient power
We call forth from time and space
Matricharchs from our sacred line,
Mothers, daughters and sisters
Our family's spirit without an end
To gather now in this sacred place
To help bring this demon to disgrace.
Prudence, Penelope, Patricia, and Pearl
Melinda, Astrid, Helena,
Laura and Grace,
Witches from our blood stand strong beside us
Vanquish this evilfrom time and space
Power of the witches rise
Blood to blood
I summon you
YOU ARE READING
Fairytale poetry.
PoetryFairytale poetry. fictional poetry inspired by Grimm and H.C Andersen, myths and legends from around the world.
