Potions, Promises, And Poetry ~Thematic Attic
Greetings Poets!
On this Halloween,
This night of Trickery and Treats
We bring to you a new theme
To challenge you and your poetry.
Tonight we write of
Magical Potions
And the Promises they bestow
Wrapped within your poetry
Let the magic flow!
In Potions, Promises, and Poetry!
Let the potions mix and flow
With poetic words
Tell us what they behold
What ingredients would you choose
Spell out the Elixir
And the muse
The intended lover
The rightful wronged
Choose your fate
In poetic song
Pour out your words upon the page
Fulfill a promise upon this stage
Let flow out your hearts delight
Celebrate the magic on this poetic night
With your words cast your spells
Fulfill the wishes
from the wishing well
of your dreams
Let`s Share from this cup of Potion
Our Poetic Writes
A Loves Devotion
We kindly thank you for stopping by
To share your love for Poetry with Friends
Send us your Heart if you can!
Good Evening Jon , Bettie and all..WoW Awesome blog tonight Jon..Can`t wait to read :groovy: :entertained: and some 😯 😉 :love: :love: :love:
Greetings Poetic Pals,
Tonight’s blog is meant for your enjoyment and creative muse. The door is wide open to explore the power of potions particularly the strongest potion of all… Love!
Happy Halloween
Jon
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Oh well here it is hummm giggle
Lost in Red
I felt I was going over the edge
No more couldn`t get Fred
I made a love potion
Mixed a little of wine
To make him feel fine
Then I took him out to dine
Took a little time but, made a line
Hooked him on unable to run or climb
Had him he was mine
Then, I thought this is not as my mind
I am under my own spell unable to deal
This is not love not real
Give him up, let him go on his own will
I turned around releasing him felt myself now well
Flowing in air felt I was flying high feeling swell
Yet, kept hearing a sound as a bell
It was Fred calling me on his cell
Kept thinking pink
Love For Pink
Add a little color for ink
Then some expensive mink
Now, don`t go off to think
Have to stay until find the missing link
or a spell will flow and you will sink
May make you drink
Then you will stink
Causing ones to blink
Unable to write causing a kink
That is it the magical link
Promise to do a self check each month join as inc.
Writing poetry and for all each October Special CPC link for ink
Think Pink
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~All Intense and Purpose~
Potions of all kinds
Can be powerful things!
A chance to change the future
By mixing simple things…
A lock of some ones hair
Drops from a summer rain
Flowers for devotion
More than one man has been chained
To a love yet to be proven
Oh simple evil woman
~ A-Rhodi
POTION WIT A NOTION
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Potions in motion
Flowin in the winds
This magical potions
That I bestow to you
Will make you fly
See with a bugs eye view
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Mix and stir
Twelve bats wings
For high flight
Hand full of toads stools
Makes it easy on landin cuz that bump will hurt just a bit
Two twist of an owls neck
Just so you kin see
All around
Half cup of Dracula blood
Not a bit more
Dont want you drunk
When you fly
Spider legs
And
One healthy rat
Just ta make
All easy
On the runnin
Cant have no one flee away
Before the moon is high and full
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Mix all ingredients well bring to a nice boil
Bout an hour should do it
Remove form heat
Let cool
Now sprinkle wit nuttin egg
Just to mass the taste
Now yous gotts a potion that will give you a notion
Written By: Bettie Davis ——————- © October 31 , 2o12
Had problems getting to the blog tonight…even staying on the site, for that matter! Wonderful blog! :love: :love: :love:
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To dispose of an annoying wicked witch, who’d ever have thought that a potion as simple as plain water would work?
JUST A POTION FOR LOVE – Song …………
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Potions
And Promises
Put into notions
Enough to fill ones head
Magic is but always
At the core
Trickery
Is all there is
To trick you into thinkin
You will git the big Treats
To challenge you
Give it a try
They bestow the promise
Git you all Wrapped up in the notion of
This just may be
Magic flows the air
Yet its all only make believe
Spell out the Elixir
Of ingredients
Sum you cant even pronounce
The intended lover
Is no where to be found
The rightful wronged
You have chosen
And your fate
Is all but lost to the wind be
Leavein just a sad song in your heart
Tears runnin down your face
And your head
Filled with
What went wrong
And why am I still here
Potion
And promise
Put into a notion
And you foolish enough
To put it to a motion and
Just where did it get you just
A broken heart
Tears on your face
Leaving you just a sad song in your head
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Written By: Bettie Davis —————- © November o1 , 2o12
Election Jitters
I once fell under a mind reader’s spell.
My undoing was that she read me too well.
Did not have to utter a word,
between the lines my intentions were heard.
In the car after dinner she sat far away.
Would be too lucky if she let me stay.
Acting calmly as if intentions not amatory,
I guess she felt my concealed passion inflammatory.
In a meek gesture to keep the talk going
and alleviate the discomfort that she was showing,
my psychic I asked “who’s our next president?”
Suddenly screaming from the car she went.
Tony H
11-1-12
I hope everyone had a wonderfully spooky Halloween. And a safe one. Happy November 1st and Big Hugs. Hard to believe it’s already November. Great Halloween blog and posts. :love: :love: :love:
My mother loved Channel NO #5 we knew she was always around.
even she gone there’s other things you know she is with you.
For Your always knows your Mother is always with you.
For She’s the whisper of the leaves as you walk down the
street, she’s the smell of certain foods you remember,
flowers you pick and perfume that she wore, she’s the
cool hand on your brow when you’re not feeling well,
she’s your breath in the air on a cold winter’s day.
For Your Mother lives inside your laughter.And she’s
crystallized in every teardrop.A mother shows every
emotion…happiness,sadness, fear, jealousy, love,
hate, anger,helplessness, excitement, joy, sorrow.
and all the while, hoping and praying you will only
know the good feelings in life.
For She’s the place you came from, your first home, and
she’s the map you follow with every step you take.
She’s your first love, your first friend, even your
first enemy, but nothing on earth can separate you.