The Witches’ Christmas Tree 🐈⬛
A living Christmas Tree 🐈⬛
The Witches’ Christmas Tree 🐈⬛
No pine, no needles, no tinsel bright,
Just shadows dancing in the moonlight.
A living tree of velvet black,
Where witch’s magic weaves its track.
Boxes stacked like ancient roots,
Cats perched still in solemn suits.
Golden eyes and whispered charms—
The air alive with spellbound farms.
They sit in silence, they sit in spell,
A thousand secrets they could tell.
Each paw a note in a song of might—
A witches’ Yuletide in the dead of night.
No ornaments, no glitter here,
Just fur and magic, sharp and clear.
The tree breathes with each quiet purr,
A living sigil in the winter’s blur.
The air hums low with ancient lore,
A thousand paws and witchcraft’s core.
The gifts are spells, not gifts to hold—
Stories of secrets, ancient and bold.
No bells or chimes or reindeer’s flight—
Only cats in the candlelight.
A witch’s Christmas, strange and true—
The living tree that watches you.🐈⬛
About the Creator
Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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Beautiful rhyming. A good poet's work!
A tree that will give you such a fright when at night you see such a sight. good work.
🎵🎶🎵 We wish you a. Spooky Christmas.. We wish you a spooky Christmas.. We wish you a spooky Christmas … and a scary New Year… 🎵🎶🎵Bad tidings we bring for all of your sins… Bad tidings of karma and and a scary New Year 🎵🎶🎵