Spellbound, I held him in my arms✨ summonded by magick, candles and charms✨ Illusions of distance and linear time✨dispelled by a bewitching rhyme✨that which I desire shall be mine✨My Beloved will come to me✨So mote it be.✨
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She saw deep into the souls of men.
Their secrets, fears, hopes and desires.
Such was the power of the witch.
She needed no obsidian skrying glass.
Some scorned her for her second sight.
Some found her an illuminating Light.
She cared not, for it was all the same in this game called life✨
~Eily Nash
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Image of Pythia ~Priestess of Delphi by John Collier (1891)
With the touch of a velvet glove
And iron fist of controlling love
Insidious fingers of such jealousy
Tarnished Knight, without chivalry
Rivers of tears, fair maiden did weep
For her soul was not yours to keep
She longed to walk in hallowed halls
But withered within your castle walls
~Eily Nash
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I am delighted to introduce you Dear Readers to my latest offering. My 11th book is a 1st for me. I love poetry with a passion, both reading and writing. My first collection of my own work has been a pleasure to work on. I hope you enjoy reading just as much as I enjoyed writing “HYMN TO HER” available now to download and read now!
What is it about Woman, the myth, the magic and mystery, that has beguiled and inspired artists, poets and writers since time immemorial?
Hymn to Her is a love song to Her. Beautiful, Strong, Fragile, Fragrant Woman as she travels through the many facets and forms of love.
The beautiful cover girl is courtesy of DarkSouls1 @ Pixabay
Autumn leaves are falling. Summer has long gone, fading into memories of the magic of a love that enchanted both Earth and Sky. What mortal hand can hold the dance of Dragonflies?
Not you, nor I.
Winter bids me time to sleep, The yearnings of Spring call to you.
Fly away, fly high, on gossamer wings, my Dragonfly.
Your seasons of passion change, my constant heart sings a song of eternal love.
~Eily Nash
Beautiful Dragonflies from Pinterest.
Enchanting Creature of Liminal Light
Dwelling betwixt both day and night
You see both the Sacred and the Profane
Angels and demons know your name
Deep within a magical wooded hollow
He beheld her, The Lady, standing there
Fading light upon her rich auburn hair.
Dressed in a delicate gown of Autumn brown
Slender fingers beckoned to him, follow
As they danced to the song of the rich earth
Leaves of burnished brown slowly fell down
Beneath a canopy of silvery soft starlight
And golden honeyed light of a Witch’s moon
Enchanted by the Lady of the Greenwood
The Lord of the forest, her consort that night.
Eily Nash ~ 2019
Do not fall in love with me
I do not exist in your reality
All you feel is just imaginary
In shadowlands do I dwell
A Sorceress casting spells
By skying arts I do foretell
Words you will not want to hear
And so will fall many bitter tears
Loving one from another Sphere
Eily Nash ~ 2019
Sardinian seashore Courtesy of Jennifer Norman
For a taste of after dark visit Noir Nightshades at
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Beguiled by my burning flame
Little moth, play your game
Beware what you seek from me
My fire burns with the intensity
To destroy you and your desire
For I am forged from hell fire.
An Angel made from pure Love
Looked down from heaven above
His eyes fell upon a Maiden fair
With cornflower eyes and Flaxen Hair
She was comely, she was sweet
He gazed at her, their eyes did meet
Electricity shot though the Angel’s core
A feeling he had never had before
They lay down in bliss with each other
Human form entwined with Angelic lover
And thus a race of Earth giants did begin
Their hero offspring, the Nephilim
© Eily Nash (2019)
Statue of “The Sons of God Saw the Daughters of Men That They Were Fair”
by Daniel Chester French (Wikipedia)
Lost in the forests of the night
No sun, no moon or soft starlight
Lonely life but a waking dream
No one hears the silent scream
Searching for the hand of Grace
Reaching down to this heavy place
Fragile heart broken beyond repair
Fragments scattering into the air
Fall bleeding onto the forest floor
Broken body and lost soul no more
Eily Nash~2019
If I asked you to dance
Would you dance with me?
If I asked you to sing
Would you sing to my tune?
If I asked you heal me
Would you heal your scars?
If I asked you to kiss me
Would we touch the stars?
If I asked do you love me
Would it be too soon?
Eily Nash ~2019
Lost in the forest of dreams
She walked in the shadows
Wrapped in velvet night
A blessed cloak of darkness
Soothing her unquiet Soul
~Eily Nash 2018
The sun rises
I breathe
I laugh
I cry
I die
The sun sets
I am gone
Leaving the River of life
To flow on…
~Eily Nash~2018
Lady Lily Flame
My Lady, My Love, My Lily Flame
Do you wear a sullied cloak of shame
Has purity and innocence taken flight
To the beguiling dark embrace of Night
Nyx and Erebus, alluring, starless charms
Mists enticing you into seductive arms
My Lady, My Love, My Lily Flame
Guileless innocence, without blame
Deny the Ferryman his Stygian fee
From Thanatos tenebrous domain flee
By flames of Winter burning bright
Take safe passage through the night
My Lady, My Love, My Lily Flame
Capricious gods may play Night’s game
Gates of the rising sun light the way
To sanctuary of Hemera’s breaking day
Purified by the kiss of the Morning Dew
Absolution and Benediction fall on you
~Eily Nash 2015
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