Swimming

Sailing down the river Euphrates
A black cat purrs in lap
In a little long boat
Made of hide and skin

Hanging from the world tree
The view is very different
Upside down and one eyed
Ravens watch from the branches

Standing on a rickety raft
Crossing a river named Styx
Two copper coins
And a dog cookie in hand

Walking along a crooked path
Thorny hedge to border it
A stag steps out into the lane
Leads to a different way

Swimming lazily through
A parted Red Sea
Desert sand burning hot
In almost every crevice

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About Juniper

Most folks call me Juniper, my friends call me Juni. I am thirty years old but eternally youthful.

I have been a farmer and a city girl, a homesteader and a wanderer. I have worked in animal rescue and occult shops, art galleries, liquor stores and bead shops.

I have been practising Paganism and Witchcraft for 15 years. I am not an Elder, nor guru. I am just a messy little Hedgewitch who speaks her mind.

I hunt in thrift store jungles and gather in the wildwoods. I practice in groves and ditches, hedgerows and sea shores, basements and vacant lots.

This is my journal. It will have funny bits, rants, ramblings, ideas, poetry and more ... Take it as you please. I suggest reading with your tongue firmly in cheek.

Email: juniper@walkingthehedge.net
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