Glimpses of All Hallows Night 


On the last night
Of summer time
The stars are out in force
Shining bright

In the dark sky
Of all hallows
Restless souls watch
Another year passing by

In a house festooned
With ghosts and ghouls
The witch sheds blood
Offering thanks to the moon

On this liminal night
As the veil thins
The other realm nears
Bringing departed ones in sight

Hear what they say
Voices from the other side
Living in fear of death
You’ll regret not living fully one day

©RedCat


Image credits:

Image 1: Photo by Jake Weirick on Unsplash
Image 2: Photo by Andy Holmes on Unsplash

Two Lucia Poems – 13 December (Re-post)


Re-post comment:

As you might have noticed I’m lagging behind on writing Advent Calendar poems so today you get a double re-post of two poems with the the Swedish tradition around Saint Lucia. Both poems are from 2019.


Saint Lucia

(2019 Re-post)


Fair maiden
come to rekindle the light
Hymn signing
sung to heavens delight
Not a word sung
about your saintly fight
As a woman
with your own goal in sight
Condemned by men
to suffering without respite
To write your praises
my hopes reignite

© REDCAT


All trough childhood and adolescence I where one of those girls that sang like the angels in Lucia processions. In Sweden it’s all about upcoming midwinter and celebrating the returning light. Also the protestant church don’t have saints so the real symbolism of the story of Saint Lucia of Syracuse has gotten lost along the way.


Also posted to OpenLinkNight #256 at dVerse. Which is why this poem is in the dVerse form of a Quadrille – a poem of 44 words, not counting the titel.



Cold Moon

(2019 Re-post)

Preparations for the last full moon abounds
Where we let the Midwinter darkness fall
Then light return with a fair singing maiden
Her clear voice and it’s adoration turns our eyes upon the star
It’s light compelling us to contemplate
the birth-death-rebirth of the fisher king
Yearly reminder to shed the old and start anew

© REDCAT


Where I grew up. A several hundreds year old small, pre-steam industrial-mining-farm-wood-lakes town. Folklore still ran deep even in the 1980s.

“The tradition of Lussevaka – to stay awake through the Lussinatt to guard oneself and the household against evil, has found a modern form through throwing parties until daybreak. ”
Wikipedia

As a teenager and young adult, no real adult found a problem with us staying out late at discos and parties. As long as some of us (nearly, girls only) also showed up in the early morning hours, clear eyed and sweet voiced to carry lights in our hair or hands singing hymns to Lucia and Light re-born.

So, I grew up with Lucia vigil. It’s a tradition dating back to when Lucia occurred on midwinter, the origin might be somewhere in the pre-christian era, but it is known from the 15th and 16th century. Meaning before Sweden switched to the Gregorian calendar in 1753.

As Midwinter is the opposite point of the year from Midsummer the veil between the worlds where thin, and you kept vigil to keep harmful spirits away and to celebrate and greet the light of a new year in form of a fair singing maiden with light in her hair.


Written for Kerry’s prompt on Real Toads ~ Art FLASH! / 55 in December.
55 words without the title.
Read my first contribution to this double feature prompt here.




Your Touch Lingers – A Quadrille


In the cool moonlight
The warmth of your touch
In my mind
Lingers

The memory of your kiss
Makes my lips
Tingle

Remembering how our bodies moved
And our passion
Intermingled

All through the night
Until both were too exhausted to lift
A finger

© RedCat


It’s a beautiful full moon tonight!

Written for tonight’s Quarille prompt, Let’s Linger, over at dVerse.

Read other Quadrilles by me here.



Image credits:

First image: Photo by Brandon Morgan on Unsplash

Second image: Photo by Constantin Popp on Unsplash

Full Moon Magic – An Acrostic Plus Poem


Forever and ever
Us witches pray
Lay your blessing on us
Let your wisdom guide us
Make us live in harmony
Once and forever
On this night we swear
Never to let evil near

Never be swayed by them
Who sees nature as an expendable cornucopia
We will protect her from harmful overusing
With one voice, together we say, I
am a proud defender of Gaia’s chaos systemic

© RedCat



Written for Poetics: For the love of puzzles . . . at dVerse. Where Lilian invents a new poetic form. An expansion of the Acrostic poem, she calls Acrostic Plus. I always loved puzzles of all kinds. So even though I find acrostic’s hard to write, they can easily be nonsensical, I had to give it a try.

Lillian writes: 

In an Acrostic poem, the first letter of each line, when read from top to bottom, will spell out a message or a name or a word.

In the Acrostic Plus, the first letter of each line in the first stanza, when read from top to bottom, spells out a message or word(s) and in the second stanza, the last letter of each line when read from top to bottom, spells out the rest of the message or additional word(s).

To me, one of the most important things in both the Acrostic and the Acrostic Plus, is that the poem makes sense. The form cannot overrun the meaning. I suppose that’s the case with any form of poetry.



Image credits:

First image: Photo by Anton Repponen on Unsplash
Second image: Photo by Karina Vorozheeva on Unsplash
Third image: Photo by __ drz __ on Unsplash


Under a Golden Harvest Moon – A Triple Prayer


Under a golden harvest moon
I give thanks for the Goddess boon
Cleansed by her mystical light
Has freed my heart’s desire to write
Enabled me to process what has been
Find the healing Goddess muse within
Explore the passion in my heart
Down a new life-path start

Under a golden harvest moon
Give thanks for the Goddess boons
Bathed in her magical light
Feel fortified and ready to fight
Discover her path to find your twin
The healing Goddess spark within
Explore the passions in your heart
Find your soul’s true art

Under a golden harvest moon
We give thanks for the Goddess boons
Blessed by her mystic light
We see our purpose in our inner sight
Gathered with our witch kin
Each shining with Goddess glow within
We feel faith in our hearts
As each on their quest starts

©RedCat


Yesterday the nearly full harvest moon shone bright in the deep blue sky. My evening walk turned into a meditation of sorts. Keeping her in my sight as much as possible. 

Lines of poetry started to run through my head. Spoken by my three witches. Resulting in this triple prayer. One for me, one for you, and one for everyone of us.



Image credits:

First image: Photo by CHUTTERSNAP on Unsplash
Second image: Photo by Haley Owens on Unsplash
Third image: Photo by Halanna Halila on Unsplash

Midsummer Night Full Moon

Midnight midsummer moon rise
Stockholm, Sweden
©RedCat

Midsummer night full moon
Do you hear the alluring tune
The caressing song of a full moon in June

Shining her golden light
In the pale summer night
Beacon to the dancing witch’s sight

Touching on bare skin
Kindling creative passion within
Letting the dream visions begin

Her visit might be short
Just long enough to lead the way to fairy court
Get a glimpse of a soul’s consort

After that the soul will know
Recognize the shared inner glow
The love who’ll allow you to grow

Under midsummer’s full moon
A witch might find her soul’s tune
The one that to natures ebb and flow attune

©RedCat

Örebro, Sweden
Photo by Philip Myrtorp on Unsplash

The night before Midsummer’s Eve the moon rose full and golden. Adding to the already otherworldly quality of Nordic midsummer night. I just had to write something before I could go to sleep.

My photo is cropped, but not edited or taken with night setting. Meaning this is how bright a cloudy overcast midnight is here this time of year.


This year I’ve written several Midsummer poems;
Æsir Solstice Sunrise, Guarded By The Unicorn and Midsummer Frenzy.
And numerous Daily Haibuns.


Midnight Sun, Nykvåg, Norway
Photo by Vidar Nordli-Mathisen on Unsplash

Also linked to earthweal open link weekend #72.


Wolves Howling at the Moon – A Triolet, Ekprastic Challenge, January 29

Christine O’Connor

The wolves are howling at the moon
Witches dance to silvery tune

Praying for Freya’s bountiful boon
The wolves are howling at the moon

Reading the cast pathfinder runes
Offering their minds to attune

The wolves are howling at the moon
Witches dance to silvery tune

©RedCat

Read all poems and see all poems at The Wombwell Rainbow.

Also shared with earthweal open link weekend #55.

Christine O’Connor

Is an artist working in glass, metal, fibre and paint. Sometimes her work is based on photographs, but more often, she creates in the moment. She loves to play with texture and colour.

Christine O'Connor

Owl Moon Mystique – Ekphrestic Challenge, January 23

Kerfe Roig – Owl Moon

First gentle breeze of the year
Sweetly stroking my cheek
Whispering your faith and encouragement in my ear
Strong beacon of trust when mine grow weak

The brilliant sun melting all fears
As hearing your safe voice speak
Like your steadfast presence near
Hope souls curiosity peak

Pale Selene shines shadows clear
Illuminating connection both seek
Warm care battered hearts elixir
Singing owl moon mystique

©RedCat

This ekphrastic challenge is more challenging than either GloPoWriMo or December’s Advent Calendar was. It is also changing how I write and work while writing. Which has produced some poems I’m proud of like Moonsea, Fall Maiden and  State of Depression.


To see all art and read all poems for today go to The Wombwell Rainbow.
I especially liked Merril’s Owl Moon.


Kerfe Roig

A resident of New York City, Kerfe Roig enjoys transforming words and images into something new.  Her poetry and art have been featured online by Right Hand PointingSilver Birch PressYellow Chair ReviewThe song is…Pure HaikuVisual VerseThe Light EkphrasticScribe BaseThe Zen Space, and The Wild Word, and published in Ella@100Incandescent MindPea River JournalFiction International: Fool, Noctua Review, The Raw Art Review, and several Nature Inspired anthologies. Follow her explorations on her blogs, https://methodtwomadness.wordpress.com/  (which she does with her friend Nina), and https://kblog.blog/, and see more of her work on her website http://kerferoig.com/

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