*Afterglow*:

From Wigwam & Shaker's Spell Dictionary:

1. The residual glow one finds after,
a. A keen-witted whizzyrds battle.
b. A really good wigwam shake.
c. A comet passes by.
d. A supernova explodes.
e. Being snowed in in the frozen North for three days.

AquarianM

By: Daniel A. Stafford
(C) 12/30/2002

Author's Comments:
Complete instructions for casting most of these
*afterglow* spells can be found all over the
spellweb. Item "c" is classified "restricted" under
item squaggledy b-34a by the Grand Patoobah
Whizzyrds Council as a "hazard to living planets
should an idiot or evil Blech Mejishun cast it." Item
d. is classified "Noway Hosay" by the Grand
Patoobah Whizzyrds Council. See Spellreg Guide
"Multi-planetary Destruction Hazard" index A for
"Astronomically Dangerous".

New Year Haiku:

Time shines bright coming,
Brilliant and poignant while here,
Glows soft once past us.

Aquarianm

By: Daniel A. Stafford
(C) 12/30/2002

All Good News Rag:

See No Evil, Hear No evil, Speak No Evil,
Remembered from long gone away days,
I saw this in the vision of clowning furry monkeys,
Like some antique joke or pun,
Yet whenever I click on today's news,
Or get newsprint ink upon fingers,
Any more, any more,
The joke is no longer funny,
So full of fear I fear,
Perhaps some day I shall find the small print,
A ray of sunshine and hope,
Some lonely editor in a worn down building,
Who remembers the pun as wisdom,
Where they print the "All Good News Rag".

AquarianM

By: Daniel A. Stafford
(C) 12/30/2002

Author's Comments:
Just wishing I could find the "good news" channel.
Current media is missing the balance.

Christmas Eve Miracle:

All week wishing,
Praying and hoping all along,
My little boy and the little boy in me,
Wonder and will it,
Be white on Christmas day?

The ground was bare brown grass,
The sky was quite clear,
December 23rd and the weathermen said no,
All will be quite chilly and clear,
But upon opening the blinds on Christmas Eve,
There were flakes all flying by the street lights,
The blue iced pond and grass covered in white,
The grass was disappearing,
To work was a peaceful slow drive,
It must be a minor miracle,
God made the weathermen out a lie,
I'm here at work on Christmas Eve,
And what we'd been hoping for is coming down outside,
All we had to do was pray,
And of course, believe!

Merry Christmas!!!

AquarianM

By: Daniel A. Stafford
(C) 12/24/2002

Author's Comments:
This is no "doctored" story. There was no snow yesterday
at all around Chicago, and the weather forecasts all said cold and
clear. Yet when I looked out tonight...it's beautiful. *S*

Angel RX:

I hear the angel,
Whispering inside my head,
Something softly Baby,
What she said,
Oh what she said...

I see the glory hallowed,
Haunting a lonely sky,
Angels standing on the clouds,
A deluge of angel voices cry,
My eyes were ghosted over by you tearful blind...

I hear the angel,
Whispering inside my head,
Something softly Baby,
What she said,
Oh what she said...

Take your medicine real slow,
You sugar as sweet as sweet,
Touch the healing hand,
Up on your feet,
Tonight they're dancing in the street...

I hear the angel,
Whispering inside my head,
Something softly Baby,
What she said,
Oh what she said...

Throw your hands up and pray,
Ripples on the pond where you cry,
Reflect the clashing sounds of good-bye,
But I pulled you back again,
When she told me touch the sky...

I hear the angel,
Whispering inside my head,
Something softly Baby,
What she said,
Oh what she said...

Just walk in love,
Just walk in love,
What falls from your eyes,
I'll kiss off you cheeks in our sweet time,
Just look up tonight...

I hear the angel,
Whispering inside my head,
Something softly Baby,
What she said,
Oh what she said...

Ave, ave, just look up,
Just walk in love,
Pour your heart upon the waters,
Ave, ave just look up tonight,
Just...walk....in...love....

I hear the angel,
Whispering inside my head,
Something softly Baby,
What she said,
Oh what she said...

AquarianM

By: Daniel A. Stafford
(C) 12/20/2002

Author's Comments:
I heard this like a song, but I couldn't sing it.
I wanted to breath it to life, but I couldn't wing it.
Where, oh where's a diva when you're in need?

Christmas Audio Spells:

Calling All Snowflakes MP3 - 525kb

Snow Down MP3 - 932kb

The Electric Elf MP3 - 1.9mb

Whissler's Paradise MP3 - 3.9mb

Merry Christmas, and thank you for listening!

Winterneed:

My eyes are blue with wonder,
Tresses of white place in my dreams,
I see and hear silent white in the night,
Crystal is the vision of ice as it grows,
The might of fractal chill beauty,
Begun on a simple window pane,
The clouds soft cover soon to bear,
The soft soft haze of falling white bless this land,
Summer needs your tears dear Winter,
The season begs you appear,
We've laid out lights and shown rosy cheeks,
There is a morning coming,
Made to be decked in your colors,
Come to us dear Winter in our time of rest,
Blanket the Earth in the pure white that heals,
Let the parks and ponds and streams be adorned,
Deck the world in opulent translucent blue,
In platinum and silver and crystalline hues,
Illuminate our breath within the sky,
For without your twinkling glinting ice,
We languish in a dry brown barren missing you,
Winter, Winter, bring your snowflake minions nigh,
Your archangel Jack Frost touch the sky,
Breath soft white and hush our hurried time,
In our hours of Winterneed.

AquarianM

By: Daniel A. Stafford
(C) 12/189/2002

Author's Comments:
I've waited patiently for her season to begin,
Next week is Christmas, find the child in you
and welcome the snow to your grounds,
For she brings the gift of water and life to
pave the path to Spring and growth.

Calling All Snowflakes:

Calling all Snowflakes,
Cloud City please come in,
Send out the Snow Angels,
Jack Frost, where ya been,
Christmas is a comin',
We need a world of white,
We're missing Lady Winter,
Wish her here by first Christmas light,
Calling all Snowflakes,
Please come on down,
Before Santa and the children,
All wear a frown,
Whoosh and swirl and blow,
Come on out and snow, snow, snow!

AquarianM

By: Daniel A. Stafford
(C) 12/13/2001


Author's Comments:
Wishin' for snow in time for Christmas.
This feels weird to be so warm.

Shadow Magic:

How did the Dragon touch me,
Right where my silhouette broaches the Earth,
At the very moment the full Moon silvered the Solstice Star?

Can you see my darkness where no creature casts shade?

There was only blowing snow to go by,
Yet I no longer can experience cold,
Banished outside time.

Eons pass as the magic fades, I am the last witness.

In the time before minds met,
Before words had solidified existence,
I was met with the Draconian Shadow Curse.

I live by pale moonlight and bright stars.

I've watched the modern children,
With their miraculous lights and cold steel toys,
At my closest season to life they are jubilant.

Existing as a shadow all the year long.

Each round of Earth to Sun,
I can only touch this existence on one cold lonely night,
So on that night's inception I wept a tear.

Two thousand years ago and more.

I fell to the ground by torch light,
And at the edge of reality I saw the embodiment of love,
The King who would call miracles to order.

Condemned to eternity as a figment I was willing nevertheless.

As I gave my ancient soul to his keeping,
The infant Ruler of Love on Earth,
He saw me and chanced to smile his first smile.

Have you ever been cast to the heavens trailing tears of joy?

He gave me a gift incredibly precious,
For though I am shadow as the Sun is shining,
At night I am become one of his shining Christmas stars.

AquarianM

By: Daniel A. Stafford
(C) 12/18/2002

Author's Comments:
I imagined a magical being cursed to exist only
as a shadow from the age of magic, one who
surrendered to the Prince of Peace and was granted
mercy in Heaven.

Slow Song:

My eyes were on fire all night...

I saw you across the room,
Couldn't help but stare,
What happens under my skin can't be controlled,
My feet are moving all on their own,
Left me standing in front of you,
With a heart in the throat question stuck there,
As the slow beat comes on,
The guitar wails and moans sweet,
Will you?

Take my hand my eyes are melting,
I saw the flames reflected in your eyes,
The lights are dancing but my eyes are closed,
Lost in pulling you close,
Voice utters without my consent,
Without even knowing,
Just under the threshold of felt,
I can feel your heart my heart hammer,
Not an inch of you without an inch of me,
Now I know the epitome of a soft curve,
As I'm drowning in your scent.

Did the music stop before or after,
Your electricity eyes,
Welded me to your soft hot lips?

Didn't the world swirl,
As you walked tonight,
Hand in mine out the door,
With that little finger stroke,
That told me hard let's go?

AquarianM

By: Daniel A. Stafford
(C) 12/18/2002

Author's Comments:
Reminiscence upon reflection of the words
I've found in here this morning.

Chillshades:

The scope of the sky is false,
The cues of sunlight say Winter at this slant,
The solstice just days off in the wings,
But the sunshine and temperature are out to lie,
Put on those cheap sunglasses Baby,
To keep the sun from your eyes,
But in this now hot orange world,
Remember Winter,
She comes back in the dark of the night,
So all that snow is just pending,
Let's tuck each other in,
And be each others' candle light.

AquarianM

By: Daniel A. Stafford
(C) 12/17/2002

Author's Comments:
Just a note from this past weekend.

Hope everyone out there is enjoying the season.

*POOF*

I've been out of this corner of the blogverse trying to salvage a magical place in the multiverse known as Hotel Baker - so if you see a bit of lack of presence, please feel free to wander about the spells that have gone before, and rest assured, the whizzyrd will return in force in the near future! Meanwhile, I need to collect a certain spell for use in another plane...

*POOF*

It seems the *hourglass* has turned many times since I've been able to do much more than post a brief missive in here. I will try to do better, but no *binding oaths*. There is a pleasant *holiday* feel all about the blogverse, it seems all is awaiting the white wash of the Snow Goddess' Tears. Perhaps the Elves and Spirits council will set that tone soon.

There has been a disturbance in the *balance* of late, I'm in the process of casting *scrying* spells all around the crystal screens to try to find a way to help. This one I fear will require far more *greenspells* than I alone possess. Perhaps I will find other whizzyrds willing to assist in a collective casting. You see, there is a grand keep known as the *Hotel Baker* that is made of lovely brown stone, and has a magic *Rainbow Room* for all the Whizzyrds Balls and fabulous feasts, as well as extremely nice guest quarters.The place is rife with *history* and even is home to a couple of wayward spirits of the *Ghostly* clan. It seems the modern day whizzyrds that held the *title* to the place were practicing *Blech Mejik* by trying to create a *BLECH HOLE* spell to suck in *greenspells* against the laws of *nature*. They were caught in a *scrying* by the Whizzyrds Council Federale and they lost title. So the grand old keep has been *! SHUDDER !* shuttered. Only the *Ghost* people are there now. This is extremely sad. You can view details by going to the *Monotnuss* crystal screen at Hotel Baker

Pin Dancer:

Spin and spin,
Centrifugal force,
Is that what keeps you up?

Turn this way and that,
Seeing every fire under the Sun and Moon,
But where are all the fire hoses?

Spread thin like the last of the jam,
I wonder if I'm orange marmalade on ham,
Or even how much more the body can stand?

Don't know all the right steps,
But you'd best wear real thick hard soled shoes,
When you're doin' the Dervish atop the point of a pin.

AquarianM

By: Daniel A. Stafford
(C) 12/13/2002

Author's Comments:
My physical universe has a hard time keeping up
with my mind and spirit.

Mmmm...the light is shining above, the night life has slipped away, it's time to cast a *pillow* spell and drift off to dream visions in soft red light...

*POOF*

How To Move (Me):

Baby feel another way to move when you're around,
Wound up in the sound of your fire,
Have you ever lost your mind at the slightest sign,
Fill my eyes with desire,
See you sway like the wind at play,
Touch me in the music,
Touch me in the heart,
Take me by storm where the dreams all start,
Sound of your voice going over my edge,
All I need to lose my head,
Oh, baby you're my wild child,
Reason's been filed away,
Sway in my eyes like the fire inside,
Body electric under my hands,
Shocked with your allure,
Under your spell,
I have to move, can't you tell?
It's a very fine grind every time,
Baby feel another way to move when you're around,
Wound up in the sound of your fire,
Have you ever lost your mind at the slightest sign,
Fill my eyes with desire,
See you sway like the wind at play,
Blow me away.

AquarianM

By: Daniel A. Stafford
(C) 12/09/2002

Author's Comments
I still have that beat stuck in my head.

I remember a crystal screen vision once that spoke about making *music* magic, some of the prettiest magic of all. It said you needed *words* and *music* blended together to craft the art. Somehow, someday, I need to find a *music* whizzyrd to work with my words.

Fire Of The Flower:

Orchids in bloom,
Filled with songs of wind and abandon,
See the blush of their heat,
Shimmer your vision,
Sounds of their song drive you wild,
Beauty wraiths in glory,
Upon their self made Orchid Throne,
Voices burning into your depths,
Youth and fire and desire,
Every scent and sight and sound,
Plays you upon the field,
Where the flowers dance you to paradise,
Magic you can't touch,
Can you hear the dream,
Blooming to the beat,
In a Fireflower blush,
Hear the Wild Orchids,
Just,
Oh, just hush,
And listen,
With your eyes,
With your ears,
The Orchids,
Sway,
That way,
Hush,
Blush...

AquarianM

By: Daniel A. Stafford
(C) 12/09/2002

Author's Comments:
Based on the Gal Band "Wild Orchid" and
the glam and Rapsong sound they have goin' on.
Wild Orchid

I had an interesting look at a screen belonging to a coven of lady bards that call themselves Wild Orchid just a bit ago, it seems the third member of the coven has left and they are only two now. So sad, they did a Christmas vision last year that was absolutely stunning in my opinion. At some point I'm going to ckeck further into their *vibrations* on crystal disc and see how their non-holiday sound is.

I don't know what made that one appear in the old crystal screen just now, but *mnemonic* visions appear just when they've a fate to, so there it is.