"John Dee and Edmund Kelly evoking a spir...

“John Dee and Edmund Kelly evoking a spirit” (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

The magician draws the night
About his shoulders as a cloak
His ritual is deep delight
A fire rising from its smoke
Dimensions open to his word
And spirits rising from their graves
A bloodied heart, a fiery sword
Damnation calls so none are saved
His mastery of elements
Between these worlds will carve his way
The aging harvest now ferments
He casts such runes for bleaker days
Magician weaves his web so wide
That through his hands all life must fall
Lost lovers and forsaken pride
Our hopes, our dreams, he takes them all

Β© Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved

About Helen

I'm drawn to blogging as a way to share ideas and consider what makes us who we are. Whether it's in our working life or our creativity, expression is a means to connect.
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18 Responses to Magician

  1. Renard Moreau says:

    [ Smiles ] Helen, this is another great poem.

  2. Wow what powerful images Helen, liked this one very much, then again I love magic, though i can’t actually do any, well most days i can’t….love reading your blog..M

  3. howanxious says:

    We are all well cautioned against that magician… very well written.

  4. Kev says:

    I really love this one! Nicely penned!

  5. Love the poem, but I don’t like him at all!!! πŸ™‚ xxxx

  6. ioniamartin says:

    Beautiful and purposeful!

  7. Wonderfully written Sis…. love the dark tones and flow of this xxx

  8. hocuspocus13 says:


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