Poems from Leaf

The Nemeton Night
As the wind blowedIn the Nemeton groveThe Druids all gathered 'round. As the fire dancedAnd the leader spoke chants,No one else made a...
The Wicker Man
Take the branches of these trees:Of Oak, and Ash, and Thorn.Make them into a human shape.On top, a crown of horns. Bang on the Pagan...

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