Near Boscastle, Cornwall, UK 2010

WildWood Strut

Dedicated with love to Toad, whose wild and free spirit is an inspiration to all who know them

Travelling down the serpent road
Just to see how far it goes
Acting like I just don’t care
Hey Wow! Saw Stag and Bear
Sylphs salamanders undines and gnomes
Salute to the elements in their homes
Hanging out with Fox and Owl
Look Out! They’re on the prowl

Doing the WildWood Strut
Doing the WildWood Strut
Walking through the leafy green
Surrounded by what’s seen and unseen
Doing the WildWood Strut
Doing the WildWood Strut
With my emerald eyes and Cheshire Smile
Think I’ll wander here a while

Weaver guides my way with silken thread
On Grandfather’s bones through his leafy head
Look into the distance what do I see?
Hey You! Are you my destiny?
Down to see my lady with Raven Wings
Her skull crowned in silver moon’s crescent rings
Up to see Lucifer Lord of Light
Oh My! Been quite a night

Doing the WildWood Strut
Doing the WildWood Strut
Walking through the leafy green
Surrounded by what’s seen and unseen
Doing the WildWood Strut
Doing the WildWood Strut
With my emerald eyes and Cheshire Smile
Think I’ll wander here a while

Amble through the woods all shadows and dark
Lights guide my way with their firefly spark
Maidens all around me in fairy ring
Shut Up! Can you hear them sing?
Prancing with my fairy lover through the trees
Our laughter is infectious like some fluey sneeze
Embracing that bright green light within
You all! Are my WildWood kin

Doing the WildWood Strut
Doing the WildWood Strut
Walking through the leafy green
Surrounded by what’s seen and unseen
Doing the WildWood Strut
Doing the WildWood Strut
With my emerald eyes and Cheshire Smile
Think I’ll wander here a while

Doing the WildWood Strut
Doing the WildWood Strut
Walking through the leafy green
Surrounded by what’s seen and unseen
Doing the WildWood Strut
Doing the WildWood Strut
With my emerald eyes and Cheshire Smile
Think I’ll wander here a while

With my emerald eyes and Cheshire Smile
Think I’ll wander here a while.

Listen to the song

© A M Hunter 2015

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Stoneacorn (Xander)

These songs, poems, and reflections offer an insight to who I am and are my autobiography. I am a poet, a song writer, a witch. I dance my Wyrd in my practice; in how I choose to live; in who I share my moments with. My heart is black, white, grey and purple like the stone beneath my feet, the bones of Grandfather Green. My eyes contain her Stars and her deep dark well as I straddle the hedge and listen to the winds. My form is the tree that connects all realms, clothed in holly and oak. I am Stoneacorn

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