![]() New Moon SpellA Poem by Bo LanierNEW MOON SPELL in the
backwoods of the Louisiana
bayou voodoo is alive
and well... Calling on
fire, wind, earth and water
in the shadow of the torch
lights as the dance of
the dead is danced caught up
in a trance like frenzy,
the high priest reads from the
book of rites and invites
the spirits to breath from our
cup of life... Three
times the power of three
and this month is the
perfect month as Jupiter trines
Aries... As the
dance of the dead is danced
around the sacred crystals,
ancient skulls and
the brewing cauldrons
and I know these things all
too well... In the
backwoods of the Louisiana
bayou every time the moon
is new you can hear the
distance drums beating to a
voodoo ceremony as A NEW
SPELL rings out through
the night hauntingly! © 2016 Bo Lanier |
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Added on November 2, 2016 Last Updated on November 2, 2016 Author![]() Bo LanierChattanooga, TNAboutBo Lanier resides from Chattanooga, Tennessee and has become an established poet with over twenty years of experience. He has received several achievement awards in creative writing throughout the ye.. more..Writing
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