Death of a Crone

Death of a Crone

She sits near the fire on this night of a Full Moon. Her hair looks like silver as the moon beams play against the Loch. Her hands extend over the fire. The flames rise and fall as she slowly moves her hands from side to side. They are wore from all the years. They look like maps of her life set into her skin. For many years she has sat by this fire. Her devotion to the Goddess remains unchanged.



Her words call the winds to her this night. The gentle rain has been summoned. The cool earth is beneath her. She has called the elements and she is one with them. The breeze rustles her dress,the rain falls yet she remains still for she has called the Goddess. This night will be the final call for the Goddess.



The air is filled with the music of the pipes. She knows them well and feels their comfort. Stillness surrounds her this night. The stag stands near and becomes the watcher. The eagle perched on the tree becomes her protector. The black cat sits at her side as he has done these many years.



Her power will be released this night to be carried to the one who will take her place. It has been her will that this night she will be released from her earthly body to join her Sisters. Many have passed to the hands of the Goddess. She reflects on the years that she has served the Great Mother. She has known the love of a man. One whose hand she held through out her life. The one whose eyes she gazed into as his light left him. Her daughters grown and their knowledge intact. She has shared all that she knows with them and the power of the Goddess and the Elements. She has stood on this mountain and summoned the wind to do her work. She has summon the fire to cleanse her soul. She has summon the earth to grown its bounty. She has been summon the Goddess to join this man and become one with him and with the Goddess. This has been her past.



No fear comes to her this night. She knows that the circle will remain. There is a joy that comes to her with the knowledge that she will join those who she loves that are gone now. Their has been loneness in recent days that has reached her soul. Her time has come and she has been waiting for the Goddess to call her. She has heard the whisper of her Goddess and has come to her place of devotion.



She removes her cloak and lays it on the earth that she knows so well. She feels a tiredness that she has known for several years. The burden of who she is had weigh heavy on her soul. It is time for the her daughters to take her place. She has asked no one to join her this night. Only the one she serves will be with her.



She lies on her cloak. One that she has worn for the Goddess on many a night. The sweat sounds of the pipes remain. The wind swirls around her. The moon shines on her and her body glimmers as silver in the night. She hears the whisper that she knows. My daughter give me your hand and follow me. Close your eyes and become on with the wind. Let your power be released. Let your words fill the air. Let your soul join your Sisters. Leave this earth for now. You were mine from the day you came to this world to this night that you leave.

My daughter you are loved.



Copyright JoAnne Spiese 2010
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Protection

For My Sisters and their families,

I raise my arms before the Full Moon and ask for the presence of the Goddess.

I feel her as she presents herself to me.

I bow my head as her daughter to the Mother of All.

She asks her child why I have called her this night.

I ask for the protection for those who go foreward with their lives for others.

I ask for those who step to the front for those who are unable.

I ask for those who live with pain and find no comfort.

I ask for the children alone and fearful.

I ask for the animals who shiver in the cold and fear.

I ask for the elderly whose days are filled with loniness.

I ask for those who fears make them unable to cry out for help.

I ask for those who voices are ignored.

I ask for the families who live with hunger

I ask for those who must give themselves to others to stay alive,

She touches my arm and whispers to me...they are all in my heart and protection is theirs.

You my daughter must stand with your Sisters and continue my work.

You my daughter with your Sisters must take them into your hearts.

You my daughter and your Sisters will be their voices.

Be heard my daughter for I stand with you and your Sisters.

Remember I am the Wind, the Fire, the Rain and the Earth.

When you call I will aways be there for you and your Sisters.

For you are all my children and covered in my love.

I take you in my arms and I know you well.

Go forth and bring my light to all...

Copyright JoAnne Spiese 2010
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Who we are

We stand on the shoulders of those who have gone before us.

We stand in the middle of our circle

We stand under the Moon's Full light

We stand next to our Sisters.

We stand before the Goddess

We stand and we are seen by all.

We stand and become one with each other

We join with the past, present and future.

For we are Witches and know who we are...

The Web

You formed a web to capture me.

It glimmered in the moonlight.

The rain made it look like silver


You called me to the web.

You filled it with visions of love.

You made it strong to hold me with your words.


I came willingly as a butterfly to the spider

I came willingly due to words.

I came willingly to the sound of your voice, which was so sweet.


You captured me in your web of lies and deceit.

You thought that I would become your captive.

You thought you could play with me as the spider does to the butterfly.


You forgot that I am not alone.

You forgot that I am a daughter of the Goddess.

You forgot that I am a witch.


My Sisters came for me with silver scissors to cut me free from your web.

My Sisters came with fire from their cauldrons to burn this web of lies and betrayal.

My Sisters came with their love and light to destroy all that you have.


They came with the their Light and their Power.

They came and destroyed your web of darkness.

We are Witches and protect our own…


Copyright JoAnne Spiese
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A Good Night

The Moon is full.
The sky is clear.
The winds are calm.

I gathered my words.
I gathered my deeds.
I gathered my herbs

My fire rises under the cauldron.
My words have been written
My time is tonite.

I stand before the Goddess.
I stand before my Sister.
I stand naked under the moon

I add my words to the cauldron.
I add my herbs to the cauldron.
I add my power to the night

I feel the magick
I feel my power
I feel the Goddess

She stand with me
She Blesses me
She keeps me safe

There is magick in the air.
There is magick on the wind
There is magick from the earth.

It is a good nite for magick.
It is good nite for a spell
It is a good nite for a blessing

As a Witch I stand and release my work to the winds
As a Witch I stand and release my blessings to the winds
As a Witch I stand and release my power to the winds

I am done and the work is good...

You Promised

I hear your words late at night in the dark of my room

You promised me you would protect me from all
You promised me you always protect me and keep me safe
You promised me you would protect me from Summerland.

You promised you would care for me.
You promised you would love me.
You promised you would comfort me amd hold me in your arms.
You promised I could trust you

You would wipe my tears away
You would make me smile.
You would show me joy.
You would join me forever.


I gave you my love.
I gave you my joy.
I gave you my heart.
I gave you my soul.

You took my love
You took my joy
You took my heart.
You took my soul.
You took my trust.

I was alone.

Then the whispers came.
They came from the Goddess.
They came from my Sisters
They came on the Wind
They came from the Fire of my cauldron.
They came as the Rain fell.
They came as I stood naked on the Earth

They whisper to me.

My daughter you are loved.
My sister you are loved.
My daugter you are safe.
My sister you are safe.
My daughter I am here.
My sister we are here.

I walked from the dark and found the light.
I walked from the dark and found my Sisters
I walked from the dark and found a Mothers love.
I walked from the dark and found me...for I am Witch and that can not be taken from me now or ever.

My power is who I am ....

Copyright JoAnne Spiese 2010
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I Am

I am more than anyone expects.

I am more than what the world sees

I am more than what I show you.

I am more than what I can be

I am more than a women.

I am a daughter of the Goddess and what I am is yet to be seen.

Copyright JoAnne Spiese 2010
All rights Reserved