Mind her Wiccan ways
Herb, stone and beast she summons
Cure or curse, you choose
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ah, Wiccans, witches, and all things magic. Very alluring and your haiku captures it all. GREAT poem.
What a vivid and atmospheric haiku! I love how you've captured the mystical elements of herbs, stones, and beasts, while ending with that compelling choice between cure or curse.