This Life ~ Poem

i try to take deep breaths
and allow the world to be
but i swear this life
will be the death of me

 the gurus say wake up
and simply let go
but i'm reminded
"as above so below"

storm clouds are brewing

overhead
i'm beginning to believe

we've been mislead
by social media, the news
and all the talking heads
the conflicting opinions and
fake stories they spread


i must reclaim my life
and cancel my subscriptions
to cable tv, facebook, twitter
and simply listen


to the healing sounds
of mother earth, 
the rivers and the trees

when i die,
let mother nature be
the death of me

Poem and photo by Elizabeth Anne Ives

The Yarling Festival ~ Poem


♥♥
the
practice
of yarling
has long been

a tradition in the
Coven of Obscurity
for release of sorrows,
regrets, anger, and other
forms of menacing emotion.
witches arrive from far and wide
for the annual yarling festival held
deep in the Forest of Obscurity. chants of
"let it go, let it be, release it, and set it free"

followed by moans, groans, and guttural
howls rumbling through the circle
spiraling into the great abyss as
the fire rages on and the
witches purge the
darkness from
their hearts

and then
they 
have
tea

♥♥




~ Elizabeth Anne Ives

Archivist, Coven of Obscurity

Day 29
Y is for Yarling
Photo Credit: Pinterest

My Penance ~ Poem

My Penance
what
is the
penance
for losing

one's mind?
is there a price

to pay for a broken
heart in kind? i say,
such suffering should be
calculated and added to

the sums. when my time
is up, this cursed

suffering must
be done!
self-inflicted,
i'm not ashamed

to admit. it scratches
at me, tearing my every
thought to bits. it's futile to
stop it, distract it or find

peace. my penance is
your glory as i

suffer at
your

feet


~ Elizabeth Anne Ives
Archivist, Coven of Obscurity

Day 28
Note: This poem continues the story of the
Witches from The Coven of Obscurity,
introduced in my A to Z blogging challenge.
Photo Credit: Pinterest

Xaroncharoo ~ Poem


Xaroncharoo
(adj) brilliant, evil, and insane

Merriam webster
it is the highest honor
awarded for spells in the
Coven of Obscurity
Xaroncharoo!

most brilliant,
most evil, insane spell
cast by a witch

Sister Six received
 three such awards
for the following spells:

love by misadventure -
the appearance of an 
accidental union

confounding of the tongue -
a spell leaving your victim
speechless

highfalutin tomfoolery -
a spell that manifests
overbearing buffoonery
on demand!
best invoked during dull
coven meetings

Xaroncharoo spell scrolls 
available by request in
memorial of

Sister Six

~ Elizabeth Anne Ives
Archivist, Coven of Obscurity
Day 27
X is for
Xaroncharoo
Photo Credit: Pinterest

Witch of the Woods ~ Poem

sister,
do you
remember
our walk down
the ancient road? we 
broke through the woods

where the river flowed. we
 gathered feathers and

rocks and twigs of
all shapes our

 baskets
overflowing,
we soon filled our

capes. the others called
out as we ran toward the blaze.
we were sisters and maidens of the 
moon's waxing phase. those were
the years we danced in our
dreams. decades gone,

i can still hear
your screams
the night

they
tore you away
from the witch of 
the woods, but a
bond made in
blood forever
endures



~ Elizabeth Anne Ives
Archivist, Coven of Obscurity
Poem written for Sister Six

Day 26
W is for Witch

Virtual Darkness ~ Poem

virtually speaking, what is there to say
in this dark, lonely, desolate place
where there are too many
virtual games to play
reality is brutal
why immerse
yourself

in the
dark
of


more virtual game-play
is it to die and die
and live to die
another
day
or


simply to escape the

slow death of
reality
by


practicing your
resurrection
over and
over
in


the virtual darkness
where death after
death you shed
your one true
weakness: 
fear



~ Elizabeth Anne Ives

Day 25
V is for Virtual