Pagan Night
For the, Phoenix Phire Family April 2007

Souls journey from beyond the miles,
Hearts seeking unto familiar smiles.
Within the pines the energy now awakes,
Here we find blessings none shall forsake.

Together we are drawn to the rhythmic sounds,
As unseen forces make our hearts beat and pound.
By the wisdom of the ancients we do aspire,
To summon the flames, the Lord of the Fire.

Our family united as one spirit in light,
Celebrating together on this Pagan night.
The drums echoing hidden memories past,
As we dance within our circle of energy cast.

With blessings and honor we summon in dreams,
Through stories of magick and life to be gleamed.
Lord of fire, give unto us thy magickal sight,
To see beyond the veils of this Pagan night.

Lanterns and candles dance to give light,
Calling unto our spirits now to take flight.
Smokey images float on the fragrant air,
Now is the time for our hearts soar without care.

In the veils before our eyes, in the darkness we see,
Visions of people and places in this world unseen.
Circling together in a spell beckoning trance,
Smiling like shadows they join in our dance.

The wind sings in a thousand voices strong,
Spirits of those now past joining in our song.
Distance veils unlocked to all that seek within,
Hearts forever opened by the love of a friend.

Around and around the drums move us on,
Beckoning to the light of the breaking dawn.
Flames leaping high in the dark Pagan night,
Soon we must end our mystical flight.

Bonfires now burning to an amber glow,
Echoes of darkness give way to mornings flow.
Now we see the blush, of the morning light,
Bringing the end, to this Pagan night.


By; Lady Abigail
Copyright © 15042007

Magick in Winter

Winter brings with it the secret emotions held in time by each of us. Even now, when standing beneath the twinkling stars, the crisp, clear night sky is like a blanket over me. It envelops me like a child in a mother's love. The sweet aroma of smoke drifting on the cold night air gently carries my spirit. This is when I remember my childhood and those magickal times I spent with my Great Grandmother.

I put my hand upon her knee
And she said - do you want to see?

I put my hand upon her brest
And she said - do you want to kiss?

Gently gently johnny
Gently johnny, my jingle
(repeat)

I put my hand upoon her thigh
And she said - would you like to try?

I put my hand upon her belly
And she said - do you want to feel me?

Gently gently gently johnny
Gently johnny my jingle...
(repeat)

I put my hand upon her knee
And she said - do you want to see?

I put my hand upon her brest
And she said - do you want to kiss?

Gently gently gently johnny
Gently johnny my jingle

CHORUS:
There's frigging on the rigging;
Wanking on the planking,
Tossing on the crossing,
There was ***** all else to do.

or repeat First Verse as Chorus:

Twas on the good ship Venus,
By God you should have seen us,
The figurehead was a whore in bed
And the mast the Captain's penis.

The captain of this lugger,
He was a dirty bugger,
He wasn't fit to shove shit
From one place to another.

The captain's wife was Mabel.
Whenever she was able,
She'd fornicate the second mate
Upon the galley table.

Oh, the summertime is comin',
And the trees are sweetly blooming,
Where the wild mountain thyme
Grows around the blooming heather

Chorus
Will ye go, lassie, will ye go?
And we'll all go together to pick wild mountain thyme
All around the blooming heather.
Will ye go, lassie, will ye go?