Our intimacy is a witch

It casts a desire—which

Moves me to no words

Immobilizes me into

A multiple oneness,

To stillness, which yearns for…

The witch of our movement



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19 Responses to Witching

  1. wafflemethis says:

    Blessed be

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  2. I love the images you chose.


  3. Dharmesh says:

    Witchy-watchy! Wonderful images you used and I liked the starting.


  4. Such a wonderfully open realm of darkness and light from which you have chosen.

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  5. aliceandembo says:

    Ah the spells you cast upon me every time I read your blogs…I am mesmerized by your talent! 🙂


  6. vivachange77 says:

    Bewitching shift from “my” to “our” in your poem. Wonderful pictures, particularly Spells.


  7. Beautifully said, Blessed be.

    Liked by 1 person

  8. Merry Meet, I’ve nominated you for the allergic to E challenge. Details on my latest blog post:
    Good luck (should you choose to accept)!


  9. indianverse says:

    The words had a bewitching effect. Beautifully penned, Elan.

    Thanks for dropping by our blog. 🙂


  10. nice spells…nice tricks…beautiful intimacy 🙂


  11. Your writing here cast a spell. The images you chose blend well with your words. 🙂


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