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Halo Quin

~ Author, storyteller, singer-songwriter, witch

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Unwanted Attentions

03 Sunday Jun 2018

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All That Glitters, Faeries, folklore, Magic, Pagan, poem, Poetry

Turn your coat now inside out,
to send their glance around you.
Hold an iron nail close,
to pin you to the ground.
Rowan hung above the door,
will keep their hounds at bay,
and blessed salt marks boundaries,
to send them on their way.
Wouldn’t it be right and sweet
if this worked on mere mortals?
Seems like only Faery folk
behave just like they ought to.

 

~ Winter Solstice 2017

from the collection All That Glitters

The Changeling Child

03 Sunday Jun 2018

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One eye brown and one eye green,
cheekiest child that you’ve ever seen,
oak’s ancient knowing held deep in those dreams,
strange for a small one, not quite as he seems.
Do not be wary, do not take fright,
if you care for him always he’ll keep safe the night,
but if you would rather a meek child returned,
then fair’s our exchange, so you’ll lose what you’ve learned.

~ Winter Solstice 2017

from the collection All That Glitters

Looking for Faeries

03 Sunday Jun 2018

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For glint of glitter in the air,
the flash of light that has no care,
for Tinkerbell and Barker’s Fae
I’d search and search both night and day.

Deep in hedges, high in trees,
thorn-scratched palms and muddied knees,
never once a-wavering
I knew I’d find my Faery Kin.
I knew that Oberon was near,
I knew Titania’s voice I’d hear,
I knew the whispers on the wind,
would delight and magic bring.
I held no thought of wishes three
nor gifts brought from the fae to me,
all I sought for hard and long,
was to learn that magic song,
just to feel enchantment’s grace,
and magic’s kiss upon this place,
I had no doubt that it was near,
and so I hunted with no fear.

Finally my wish was granted,
in my heart the knowledge planted,
underneath the old Yew-tree
their light arrived surrounding me.
I read them poems, sang them songs,
they took me to their realm ‘ere long,
and I learned to walk the ways
‘tween faery twilight and our days.

One word of warning I will share,
if you take magic in your care,
a changeling you will always be,
always betwixt and wandering.
Never home in either place
but blessed with sweetest faery grace,
one foot planted in each world,
whichever way they twist and turn…

 

Once they’ve caught you you are theirs,
and not all that glitters does play fair,
so if you choose enchantment’s grace,
know there’s a price that you must pay.
But even with that warning told,
I know what they knew of old,
the cost indeed it may be high,
but with their blessing you will fly.
And once you’ve been there you will find,
you could not leave that bliss behind…

 

Winter Solstice 2017

from the collection All That Glitters

XXI: Universe

03 Sunday Jun 2018

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Pagan, poem, Poetry, Showing My Hand, Thoth Tarot

XXI: Universe

Blinking we enter the light of the sun,
Forged by the night and the ways that we’ve been,
Possessed by our selves our work has begun.

Deep in our bones are the truths that we’ve won,
Starlit and knife-edged and inkdrenched and keen,
Blinking we enter the light of the sun.

All hiding discarded, unbinding is done,
each chain we still carry uncovered and seen,
Possessed by our selves our work has begun.

Through some gates we struggled, through other’s we’ve run,
regardless we’ve ended betwixt and between,
Blinking we enter the light of the sun.

Life’s curses are real though we are all One,
Paradoxical magic; the gift of night’s Queen.
Possessed by our selves our work has begun.

We leapt and we landed, with wings or with none,
We take up our journey to keep our hearts clean;
Blinking we enter the light of the sun,
Possessed by our selves our work has begun.

 

~ Autumn Equinox 2017

from the collection Showing My Hand

XV: Devil

03 Sunday Jun 2018

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XV: Devil

Ah, shit.
I knew you’d find me.

Sooner or later, the devil comes to call.
With his bright eyes and dancing feet,
with his laughing, sharp, teeth.
With his invitation
to see
just how heavy those chains you chose
really are.
Just how easy it would be to pick the lock.
And which bars on the cage
are you,
and cannot be easily left behind,
but probably should be.
(The answer is: most.)

~ Autumn Equinox 2017

from the collection Showing My Hand

XIII: Death

03 Sunday Jun 2018

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XIII: Death

Each box in my home overflows
with stories.
Each book; a history.
Each piece of cloth; memories.

But more, more than what has been,
each belonging
holds the possibilities
of longing.
And to let it go is heartbreak.

My home is built of longings,
wishes, dreams.
My life is built of the future;
what could become.
So whatever could be scarier
than letting go?

~ Autumn Equinox 2017

from the collection Showing My Hand

VI: Lovers

03 Sunday Jun 2018

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VI: Lovers

Love is… a choice in every moment,
to dance together,
move together,
to not let the insurmountable
challenges of life
be the end of us,
(until it is).

Love is… a choice in every moment,
to let those gentle embers,
flames of passion,
stars of possibility,
light the way.
If not forever,
then for today.

 

~ Autumn Equinox 2017

from the collection Showing My Hand

0. Fool

03 Sunday Jun 2018

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0: Fool

As long as I wore the glamour
I could fool myself
that I would never fall.

The daydreamer’s mantle
protects one from being taken seriously,
you know?

Some day, not long,
it grows heavy with the weight
of misunderstanding.

The fall is inevitable,
it is only the manner of landing
which is in question.

 

~ Autumn Equinox 2017

from the collection Showing My Hand

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