| A Wiccan Circle of Friends Samhain Poetry |
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| All Hallow's Eve |
| Halloween. Sly does it. Tiptoe catspaw. Slide and creep. But why? What for? How? Who? When! Where did it all begin? "You don't know, do you?" asks Carapace Clavicle Moundshroud climbing out under the pile of leaves under the Halloween Tree. "You don't really know!" |
| by Ray Bradbury from "The Halloween Tree" |
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| Samhain Night |
| The fires dance and the wind howls. A cloaked figure stands by the fire as shadows leap from lighjt to dark. A chant is heard in a native tongue as dancers spiral in time with the chant. Spectors glow in an eerie light as they are welcomed with open arms. We have no fear. After all, it is Samhain Night, a night when our loved-ones join us. |
| by Winter Wolf |
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