A Walk with Witches
along the path
the witches cast a spell
a serpentine enchantment,
burrowed lairs
portend the doom of travelers past –
dare I?
ignore the dark and trust
the golden light
until the sparkles beckon me
to vistas glory
where the witches freeze
abandoned toadstones
still the water charm
while the witches' spellbound
familiars guard
a captive shadow self
his wish is peace
adventure just begun
I drift along
All photos for this post were taken on the Humptulips River in Humptulips, Wash.
The verse is written in iambic pentameter, with a few variations here and there.
The birds are cedar waxwings.
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