A more playful poem than some this month, because after all, I do still have my sense of humour.
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deep cleansing the past month
week 1: a necessary exorcise of Her
my friend Charlotte convinced
that to provide clarity & clear
the psychic air around me i must
exorcise Her negative energy
from my home head & heart
together we assemble two strands
of black hair & one of henna;
a handwritten letter; & the sole gift
i ever got (a clue in itself she whispers)
a copy of Her favourite book
i must burn them at midnight
of a new moon ie tonight
i’m tired i tell her & it’s cold out
she’s long gone when i sacrifice
Her meagre possessions to flame
— it makes no difference
.
week 2: Spell for Aura and Energy Flow
disappointed but not deterred
Charlotte has lent me her
White Spells for Modern Wiccans
with multiple pages marked
turning to the first post-it note
her neat handwriting declares: this spell
is perfect for purifying one’s aura
or the energy flow between two people
things i need
bundle dry sage
“loaded” white candle
a feather (purified)
photo of each of us
having none of these items
Charlotte swiftly visits
& watches as i perform
the spell under her steely gaze
i. put candle & sage
on a silver platter
with the two photos
ii. light candle
burn sage carefully
creating smokeless smoke
iii. with the feather
sweep smoke towards
the outside of the house
— it makes no difference
.
week 3: Enchantment to ward negative energy from the home
on a waning moon day
peel & quarter an onion
form in a cross on a white plate
in front of a brown candle
light the candle, chanting
Creature of fire
Bringer of tears
Hear my desire
Banish my fears
Power of three
Set this home free
Cleanse it today
Long may it stay
travelling counterclockwise
walk through the house
saucer in left hand, candle in right
turn three times clockwise in every room
leave the onion & candle in the kitchen
until it’s completely burnt down
then throw the wax on your lawn
& bury the onion far from home
— it makes no difference
.
week 4: spell of my own devising
go into the garden
pluck five sprigs of fresh mint
return inside
heat some water
(from the tap is fine)
tear the leaves
from the stalks
& drop in a mug
pour hot water over
breathe in deeply
pop your patio chair
in a patch of warm
autumn sunshine
but take a rug too
cos there are clouds above
sigh loudly after sipping
open the given book
(course i didn’t burn it
i’m no monster)
lose yourself in reading
— it doesn’t fix everything
but it makes a small difference