Poeaxtry's Prism

Spell. Stone. & Sparks that Ignite Change

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  • The Story Behind Creating the Brand Name- Poeaxtry

    The Story Behind Creating the Brand Name- Poeaxtry

    Poeaxtry_ began as poetry, grew into ritual craft, lapidary art, and community care. All layered with me, Ax (me), at the core of every creation.

    The Story Behind Poeaxtry_

    Poeaxtry_ started as an idea, a name, a whisper. In 2022, my sister, my friend Dea, and I were brainstorming branding names. Just spit-balling, on snapchat what we thought would eventually be my poetry brand. I wanted a name that carried my voice, experiences, and survival. We landed on Poeaxtry_. Poetry with Ax (me) intertwined. A simple truth that has only rung more true with time.

    At first, it was just supposed to be for my poetry collections. Explore themes like (but not limited to): queerness, recovery, identity, and grief. But Poeaxtry_ is stubborn, and begged for more.

    From Poetry to Full Creative Practice

    Now, Poeaxtry_ encompasses not only my poetry, but handmade lapidary art and rock-hounded creations. Stones I’ve tumbled, polished, sliced for lapidary, slabs that hold texture and story. Ritual tools, wands, spell jars, pendulums, tarot readings, natural sprays, tinctures. Fossil jars and specimens that whisper the histories of the earth. Wreaths, wind chimes, altar decor, and other hand-crafted decor. Journals, zines, and collaborative publishing for marginalized voices. Every piece, every poem, every creation is layered with me, my hands, my heart, my history.

    Even as it grew, the Poeaxtry_ branding name still fit like it was made for this life. Poetry, craft, ritual, and community all intertwined. Each item, poem, ritual is a form of poetry itself. A record of what it means to live, survive, create, and witness.

    While you’re here, think about your own connection to poetry and craft. What do you create that carries you in it?

    A journal entry that tells your story? A handmade object you poured meaning into? A curated ritual, spell, or piece of art you crafted. A poem or reflection that sits in your chest.

    Comment below and share what feels most like you. I always find joy when I am able to see how art lives in other bodies.

    Poeaxtry_ is about more than what you see in any online shop. It’s about presence, survival, ritual, and care. Not only for myself, but for community. It’s about only leaving traces when ethical. It is a whisper. A chill. a silent look or a shared moment. Standing as proof that you exist at this moment, and that you matter.

    Share this post with someone who needs a little creative or spiritual inspiration today. Someone who wants to see poetry and art that live. Stones that speak. Crystals the cry. Rituals that are reminiscent of the care used to create them. Let them know Poeaxtry_ is a space that holds beauty, complexity, and truth.

    Check out Poeaxtry_ shops, portfolio, & internal links

    Etsy. Payhip. Gumroad. Ko-Fi. Amazon.
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    Want to explore more?

    Visit Poeaxtry and the Prism’s Archive Cheat Sheet. Discover all post categories, with a blurb and link to full post archive for each. Then find every post in that category in chronological order.

  • Living Freely: My Five-Year Leap Into Full-Time Creation

    Living Freely: My Five-Year Leap Into Full-Time Creation

    What’s the biggest risk you’d like to take — but haven’t been able to?

    What’s the biggest risk I’d like to take but, I haven’t yet?

    Walking away from the time clock for the most part and toward the trailhead.

    See, I’m an STNA (that’s Ohio’s term for CNA everywhere else. We just had to be the different one). I love what I do. Yes we all need money to live in this hellscape. But I love it not for the paycheck, but for the people. The elderly deserve care from those people who care to be there. However, I also dream of caring for my own future with the same hands that hold theirs.

    The risk?

    Transitioning from working full-time and then some weekly for someone else’s company to working full-time for myself for Poeaxtry_.

    My goal is that with-in the next five years, I will flip the ratio.

    I want Poeaxtry_ to sustain me, not the other way around.

    I can only imagine being able to wake up and know that my “job” is carving smiles into stones, engraving good karma into keychains, and polishing perfect statement pieces. All from rocks I’ve hounded myself.

    To be able to sell handmade spell bags, wands, tinctures, sprays, and charms born from dirt and devotion not just in my spare time.While I also publish solo poetry collections (mine and other people’s) and community anthologies that spark conversation, change, and creativity not just sales.

    Having a designated divination room, sounds so good almost too good to be true. A place for friends and new folks to get readings: pendulum or tarot. Readings set-up virtually or through local appointments.

    Imagine being able to travel, explore, hike, forage, and rockhound in the wild. While sharing accessible adventures for those who can’t get out there. Or can, but need the guidance to do so safely.

    Hosting open mic nights that echo through real and virtual rooms along with silent art galleries that speak without sound. Creating and collaborating under The Prism, where inclusion and artistry collide.

    I will not wait for retirement to live.

    I want to be able to grab my tent, my dog Luna, and my laptop, (other essentials obviously) and just go.

    I can just see it now: a few nights backpacking through forests, collecting stone from stream, writing wildly under the moonlight. Where the only deadlines are sunrise and the next cup of coffee.

    The poetry I’d write out there untouched, unbothered by society’s static crust.. would probably make my current work look like warm-ups. Honestly, I’m so ready for that.

    The biggest risk I haven’t taken yet isn’t quitting, but it’s believing, fully, that I can.

    Five years from now, I plan to look back and laugh that I ever questioned it.

    One thing I am no longer willing to do is give more of me to the “man.” The shackles that have me captive to society and cities are becoming loose.

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  • The Spill: Vol: 9.5- Kindle Unlimited, Stones, and Surprises!

    The Spill: Vol: 9.5- Kindle Unlimited, Stones, and Surprises!

    📖 Hey, Spill readers — this is Volume 9.5.

    A half-volume. A moment to pause, breathe, and catch you up between the big drops.

    If you missed the last one, Volume 9 was all about Revolt, Solo zines, Collabs, and getting our bodies into motion particularly in nature aka hiking. And now Volume 9.5 picks up where that energy left off.

    📚 Kindle Unlimited + Poeaxtry Publications

    Just in case you missed it or forgot…

    All 3 of my self-published eBooks plus my full prompt journal with poems written to every single prompt are available on Kindle Unlimited.

    ✨ Subscribers can read them all free with their membership.

    Each piece is its own reflection, rooted in resistance, softness, and persistence, poetry that walks through the same dirt paths I do.

    📖 Titles currently live on Kindle Unlimited:

    “Beginnings & Endings”

    “Because I was Prompted”

    “Ramblings of the Lost and Found”

    “I like to read; you like to watch the life drain out of a person.”

    🚨 Zines aren’t on Kindle Unlimited… yet.

    You can still find every zine and eBook digitally on Etsy, Gumroad, and Payhip with more platforms coming soon… as I expand The Prism’s reach.

    💌 Not a KU subscriber? No worries.

    You can request free access to read any of my solo Poeaxtry Poetry Prism publications — all I ask in return is an honest review. Fill the form out here or email me at poeaxtry@gmail.com for any questions or concerns.

    💎 New Creations from the Workbench

    Between edits, submissions, and hikes, I’ve been busy in the studio. And I finally upgraded my jewelry designs.

    The new bales I ordered changed everything: now, each piece dangles freely, no longer cradled by a “ball”. It’s just the stone, the metal, the magic. Though you can still get the stones with the balls & still be able to change stones out. There’s just two options now instead of one!

    They move, catch the light differently, and feel more alive. That on theme with the rest of what’s changing around here.

    Keep an eye out for new listings of stone necklaces and keychains soon on Etsy or Locally at Frogwood Boardshop in Heath, Ohio.

    🌿 Trails, Edges, and Inspiration

    My most recent hike took me all the way to The Edge of Appalachia preserve. A place that felt like standing in two worlds at once.

    The silence out there writes its own poems if you listen long enough.

    There’s something about dirt, stone, and distance that sharpens your creative edges. At least for me it does.

    That trip brought a lot of clarity, and maybe even sparked the next adventure… we’ll see.

    Oh and expect a surprise zine and/or ebook drop sometime. I am honestly, sitting on a few completely finished just waiting for me to give in and, give them to you.

    ✍️ 15 Poems & a Manuscript Out in the World

    For the first time in a while, I submitted 15 poems to publications outside my own press. And for the first time ever I submitted an entire manuscript. Fingers crossed🤞🏻

    It’s nerve-wracking, grounding, and freeing. Somehow all at once.

    Every “submit” click is another way of saying, I still believe in this.

    📢 Collabs Still Open

    Both of the following collabs are still live and accepting submissions:

    💬 Voices for the Voiceless — for marginalized creators and allies speaking on silenced or stolen narratives.

    🌈 The Joy They Can’t Erase — a collection centered on joy, resistance, and unapologetic presence from gender nonconformist voices and allies.

    You can always find details and submission links through The Prism hub or my links.

    💬

    This little half-volume is a pulse check. The proof that even between the “big” releases, there’s always movement here.

    New work, new stones, new trails new seasons, and new stories.

    I am still creating, still showing up, still loud where silence used to live, and even more unapologetic about it.

    Thank you for walking this with me.

    — Axton N. O. Mitchell // Poeaxtry_

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