In full view, beneath silvery moonlight
Dancing around caldron and fire ablaze,
Glowing embers escape into the night
Whilst voices work into a cackled craze!
Leaping, laughing and spinning all about
Three witches in tenebrous eve air,
Flailing pale arms, they recite with a shout
Incantations that would raise a cat’s hair!
Seething, writhing, fervent flames be rising!
Like tongues of serpents licking at dark sky,
Herbs, hops and many a thing comprising
A potion that will keep them young and spry.
And as sun does rise, over misty dells
Sleepy mystical minds, contemplate spells.
Adding your comment:
~Pamela 
lol. But this was really beautiful dad. something that is dark but mystical as well.. Wonderfully written 
good luck in the contest.
