Witch Light
Desire has its own kind of magic...
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Witch Light
A silver orb of fiery passion
dancing through the darkness.
Bewitching, throbbing energy
tantalising, teasing.
A moment’s kiss,
a fantasy fulfilled,
whispering light and ecstasy
into my skin.
An exploding starburst
overwhelming the mind,
the body, the soul.
Brief, the taste
of the blazing universe.
Touch nirvana’s supernova
then blast into silence
Searing aftershocks.
A holocaust memory
burnt into retina,
scorched into skin,
forever embedded.
The witch light moves on,
watched with wonder-filled
yet wary eyes,
with a wounded soul,
and yet,
with a satisfied smile.
Inspiration
This poem came from a dream that lingered long after I woke. The setting belonged entirely to classic sword and sorcery fantasy; an ancient forest, impossible light, and an overwhelming sense that something extraordinary was both beautiful and dangerous, yet somehow inherently sensual.
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AI was used solely to create the accompanying artwork.
No AI was used in the writing of this poem.
Witch Light is a fantasy poem by Catherine Knee exploring dreams, desire, magical forests, mystery, and the unforgettable power of enchantment.