The season of the witch.

I attended a poetry workshop where we were given one word and told to write a series of haikus.

Photo of a woman with long brown hair waving in the wind. She is wearing a white shirt and the wind is blowing her hair in her face. In the background is a large body of water. The text reads: I love you is one of the greatest and deepest spells that
Picture of grasslands and a grey sky with clouds parting to show a beam of light. Text reads: Woman, no longer afraid to show she can heal with plant medicine -rev. joyful witch haiku ii
Background photo of a green forest with fog cover. Text reads: not an archetype there is magic in these bones a holy knowing -rev. joyful witch haiku iii
Light pink background with a circle focal point of flames from a fire. Text below the flames reads: They tried to burn me then watched me rise from the flames holy is my name Text in the upper right hand corner reads: -rev. joyful witch haiku iv
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