Category Archives: Incantation
Waking in pre-dawn a light of welling goodness tangible as a sweet fragrance rising — in this is shown what power there is when many to one cherished ideal are happily wed.
The orange gourd rattles in a spectral sky Shadowed shrouds of mist from icy fields fly Heaven’s hollow dome coldly echoes a strange cry Dreams once hopeful wingless by dark stones lie. _________________ by Kevin Trammel
Long purple fingers of creeping mist Black trees before an orange moon list Warmth and light of day could not resist Entranced all fall toward a shadow tryst. ____________________________ by Kevin Trammel
Red demons by a roaring fire leap Gathering power outside the sleeping town’s keep Summoning Hell’s hounds from caverns deep Readied now to scythe and reap. ______________________________ by Kevin Trammel
Let dreams be dreams but through their windows see Vistas over wondrous landscapes of soul Where you in all your native glory are free — Then let the image be a growing seed invincible.