The Athame
By lovedriven • Apr 23rd, 2008 • Category: Poem Of The Monthby Elizabeth Barrette
My athame is a two-edged blade
Of metal and of magic made
Of metal and of magic made
It turns all hostile magic back
With shining steel and handle black
When ways are closed,
it cuts right through
And all that binds, it severs, too
Upon the hilt, a Witch’s name
To second-sight burns bright with flame
And only to that hand, this blade
Will serve and answer as it’s bade.
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