Hello all again. This issue is going to have two poems in it. I am 
also working on an addition at the web site assoasiated with this news 
letter for Pagan art. It will be up later today and already has 4 
submissions from 2 differnet people. So be sure to check it out. Not 
exactly sure when it will be up tonight so might want to check 
Satureday or later

Sheila K. Watkins
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I am a Witch 
By Sheila K Watkins

I am a witch but you do not know me.
T-shirts and ragged jeans are my robes
As I wander through forgotten glens
Honoring themselves with simple rites

I am a witch but you do not know me.
For I could be anyone, anywhere
Even if my soul does ring with echos
Echos of whispers from the trees

I am a witch but you do not know me.
The one who dances on Halloween
Who stands wondering at the full moon
The one who hears a song in the wind

I am a witch but you do not know me.
The one who finds peace in the river's roar
Who laughs dancing in the summer storm
But faceless to you just the same

I am a witch but you do not know me.
As I honor the old ones with my song
Offering them the power from my hands
Being granted the poetry of my soul

I am a witch but you do not know me.
For I appear, to mundane eyes, normal
The one you pass without a second glance
For I do not wish to be seen as yet

I am a witch but you do not know me.
The one with poetry and music in my soul
To whom nature speaks, greets and welcomes
For I honor her as she wants and needs

I am a witch but you do not know me.
I am the one moving to the Goddess's beat
Feeling the rush of her blood in my heart
The smell of her breath in the wind

I am a witch but you do not know me.
But what did you expect to see in me
Pointed nails forming claws or flowing robes?
That might work for some but no not I

I am a witch but you do not know me.
For I could be anyone, anywhere
I am everywhere and sometimes nowhere
City, town, and country are my worldly realms

I am a witch but you do not know me.
Or perhaps just perhaps you do
For I am your neighbor you know
I am a witch and you do know me.

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The Watcher
By ShadowWalker

"There is someone out there 
It is watching you and me
No one knows if they are good or evil
They just all know they are there
Just around that corner
Just up those stairs 
If your tricky enough you might 
Catch a stare
Out the corner of your eye
But when you turn they are not there
You might catch a ghost of their scent
Lingering on the air 
They are watching and recording
Wondering who is the best
For something is coming 
And we are all in a test
To see which ones are gifted
The ones that will pass
Shall be the chosen ones
For they have a set path
So they next time you see 
Somone out the 
Corner of your eye or
Smell a strange scent 
Lingering in the air
You have just caught a trace
Of The Watcher assigned
To you"

Copyright (c) 2000 Sheila K. Watson.
All Rights Reserved