This truly beautiful work of word artistry inspired me to share my thoughts on Necromancy/Spirit Communication and a great book I recently purchased by Christian Day, “The Witches’ Book of the Dead.
Both the book and this poetry speak to the seriousness nature of ‘Dancing in the Old Graveyard’, and for those like myself who walk in the shadows, work in the grey and commune with the ancestors, the words will be truly felt. I will in time add my voice on YouTube and by post to this beautiful, deep and serious topic.
For now, blessings as you journey forth,
With respect to those who came before,
May you find a partner for your dance,
with your ancestors among the dead.Namaste,
Shakti ShamanReposted with permission by the author 🙂
What does howl in blackest night
Headstones, aglow in pale moonlight
Whilst spirits wander, invisible sights
Taunting, in their whirling flight
Those who lie here, they have said
Are really not the ones so dead
For they’ve come from their earthly bed
To wreak the havoc, fill with dread
You, who doesn’t believe so true
Until they claim the breath you drew
Leaving you to wonder who
Took your soul, your heart, no clue
Was left behind in their devilish wake
Underfoot, the ground does quake
As you slip away, you begin to shake
Realizing this was your mistake
That dealt the hand and held your card
You drift away, put down your guard
Now you join them, ravenous, and scarred
Dancing in the old graveyard
©2016 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
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