Witch?

[anirbas]

~Witch?

In the sixteenth century a man could label me.
Thereby trapping my soul with fatal slander
and that alleged decree-one single word-
"Witch!"- a pointed finger,
and nothing more...

I would be put to trial by water;
and dare I swim, not sink and die-
but survive-lose my life anyway;
in the ensuing trial by fire...

All because a man coveted my home
and property. Callously uncaring
if I had to lose my life for him,
to get what he valued inestimably...
If, as a woman, I was not amenable
to selling...

And yet, I was accused
of having congress,
with the Devil...

~Sabrina K. Henderson
10/2004

~*~


Witches...

All born female are witches, whether Wiccan or otherwise...
If you don't believe it to be so, just ask any man...
Bespelled, entranced and traduced,
to the village idiot, in the presence,
of a mere woman, a naturally
born witch...

~Sabrina

[dawness]

oh yes... bewitched , bothered and bewildered am i ...

[anirbas]

you and me both, sweets...you and me, both...bewitched, bebothered, bewildered and bebitched...i might add in my case, for sure...ggglgggl...i love the wizardly magic in this modify
and delete ability...*bleepbleepit'smagic* how Witches transformed to Witch? i do so thank the powers that be that powerful blessing gifted to us...ccklggglsnkr...Nir.

[anirbas]

to bear the label of witch
as a child, is an odd adventure...

ostracized as such, because other children
were taught your mother's religion

was a sin...paganistic...of Satan...
by their equally ignorant parents...

and the oddly infamous name
didn't help the situation...

your own parents saddled you with...
not knowing, a teenaged cartoon witch

would soon carry it, as well...
towards the mid and end of the sixties...

yes, an odd adventure as a child...
to have your childish peers chase you

boys hounding you...witch! turn me into a frog...
or throwing stones at you while they chanted

blood drinker! baby killer! my momma says your momma
sacrifices babies and drinks their blood, witch!

recess on the school playground sucked...
i spent my time running, dodging flying stones...

sometimes, i was successful at playing rabbit...
zigging and zagging away from them...

bruises, lumps or scratches that trickled blood, if i wasn't...
if i was fortunate, knicked in an arm or hand, not my head...

every once in a while, this childish adventure
turned fun...I managed to give as good as I got...

pick up a stone or two, and leave a mark of blue...
on one or more of my bratty tormentors...

and sometimes, in pure desperation to be left alone...
i'd act like i was putting a curse on them...

waving my hands, speaking in couplets
and ryhmes, wriggling my fingers...

and watch in shock, as they turned and ran from me...
actually, believing the nonsense they spewed at me...

for if i was a witch...they wouldn't have been able to sit...
thanks to my curses that had put boils on their arses...

ggglgggl...

Sabrina.

*inspired by a few chapters of my childhood,
in elementary school...little boys
can be such jugheads, but, yes?*

[rrw]

Very fascinating, Ani. I love the historical and political angle of it. Nice job.

[shell]

The ongoing history (herstory?) whereby tha de-feminisation of essence - largely through persecution and then by social/political/religious conditioning - is turning, slowly ... *grin.

Man's fear/denial of Woman (and vice versa but that is still largely condoned) has to change otherwise everyone is spiritually scuppered, most of all the magic of completion, the yin yang you have spoken of before.

Fear of another usually mirrors fear of oneself but few are ready or willing to see that ... the Elders must be flapping their wings with grumpiness at our revelatory and crazy tardiness by now LOL

I like the factual nature of this, it is true that many territorial battles were *sorted out* by legalised murder and witch-hunts were, at their most simplistic core, another expression of this.

[poe]

The Elders have asked me to convey, their pleasure at the growing 'feminine' energy here.

We are on the cusp of a great change in consciousness..

POE

[anirbas]

Witch Woman

*somewhat inspired by an image that BNM used
in his piece, Cherub's Remembrance*

Witch woman, whatcha thinking?
As universes leak from your longlashed eyes
in ichorously slow, thick dribbles
of starshot nascence?

All about you, the cloud people dance
in exaggerated postures across
the open skies of your thoughts...

Somewhere a thunderbird roars...
A phoenix rises from the dead cold of ashes...
And a butterfly lifts off on gossamer wings of black and blue...

And still, I look at you and wonder...

Witch woman, whatcha thinking?
As universes leak from your longlashed eyes
in ichorously slow, thick dribbles
of starshot nascence?

[netfolk]

wOw nir, this is my first time down here in the dungeon, very interesting insight into your youth. Well of course I used to watch 'Bewitched' on TV as a child, no doubt you fell prey to a well broadcasted stereotype ... ah well ... on the bright side I recall Sabrina as being a good witch in this series ... seriously though the impact on your childhood years must have been incredible. Always a great read here.

peace as always,
Bernie

[anirbas]

Welcome to the Dungeon, Berns! Thanks!

[soulfir3]

it's the squeeling it makes as i try to capture it.. puts a real dampener on my appetite

[DavidMc]

You witches are GROSS!!!!!!!!!!!

Dinner

[Sam]

Which witch?? Gross is a mighty strong word to use, don't you think, Dinner?

Sam

[anirbas]

ggglgggl...dinner is an almost complete vegetarian...
the mention of veal, beef, turkey or chicken, probably
grossed him out...LOL...good thing being boiled alive
didn't bother dinner...grrrrreat to see you hanging
out in the dungeon, Sammy! would you care for
some kippers, or sauteed eel? perhaps some hagus?

I so sorry...Even when I set out to brew up an epicurean's delight
of a nine course meal...It comes out smelling and looking like hagus, not veal...*t-he*

So, forget cooking! I'm ordering pizza delivered to the dungeon!

Wiggles her fingers and an "old fashioned" telephone booth appears. Which she quickly steps into, promptly dials a number she obviously knows by heart, Mr.Jim's; and begins placing an order to feed at least forty-two, or is it forty-three, hungry poets, members,
and guests, now?

Making sure at least three of the tomato sauced pies
are Mr. Jimetarian's...Everything veggie you can imagine
upon them, cheese and no meat!
Being rather partial to that kind herself...














sweet dreams, sweet pretties...
don't let the bedbugs bite...
unless you want them, to...
got no zing left in my zither...
no zang left in my synthesizer...
must mean, i havn't slept in a while...
so, nightie-night, folks! read and write on!

[Sam]

That is funny!!!! I am going to get into trouble for laughing again!!!!!!!!!!

Sam

[anirbas]

;D

[anirbas]

getting in trouble for laughing at work...?
who you working for girlfriend? the communists? LOL

[foreverchaos]

Nice, Ladies. Is it very nice to eat all the men? I'm not saying I am against it anyway. Just you know....Polite conversation? No, I am not secretly plotting against you! No, no, no. That would be absolute nonsense. (By the way I like the name Sabrina. Lol.) That was just random.
Would you believe My cauldron can only be seen by me? It's quite...convenient, if I may say so myself. On those dark nights...The unexpecting peasants...Wander by....

[anirbas]

hehehehe...we get hungry enough down here in the Dungeon, we'll eat bugs! ggglgggl...
we just got lucky a man wandered by the cauldron that day...hehehehehe...

thanks on name liking...it's my "real" name...my birth name? Anirbas is it spelled backwards...
Nir was one of the nicknames Anirbas was shortened to at another site by others...
it's quicker to type, so I like it...Nir

P.S. Unexpected peasants for dinner? Invite us over when you're having them...ggglgggl...
I'll bring chocolate cake for dessert, might have a couple of pissants in it, though...
I'll add anything to thicken the batter when I'm running low on flour...LOL...

Take care, you and the crew, Chaos...I'm headed off for a bit to don my walking shoes...
See if I can't walk off some of these dratted hormones raging through my system, at the moment...I HATE PMS...Wish there was a cure or a spell for that...And then, she woke up...

[DavidMc]

So what happened.. did somebody steal the cauldron? To be honest I don't think there are enough Men to eat on this forum, you'll have to start tucking into some of the ladies

[anirbas]

ggglgggl...no can do, Chief...that would be cannabalism of our own species...hehehehehe!

[Sam]

Hey!

Do you have whole cumin in your spices or do you use ground? If you have whole, throw about a good tablesppon into some water and bring to a boil. Let it brew about ten minutes and sweeten to taste and sip!!! Very calming and good for cramps or the dreaded PMS symptons....

Sam

(flying by)

[anirbas]

hahahahahahaha...Cumin, is the answer to my pms issues? Hmmm...Have to give this a try...
Thanks! Nir.

[Sam]

No!! There really is no "answer", but it is a great comforter......(Old Mexican cure for cramps)

Sam

[anirbas]

LOL...I know that's right...No answer...For anything...*t-he*...

[soulfir3]

*blinks at the screen*

i had an idea when i sat down.. and no sooner had the screen come up, the idea vanished.

i'm starting to think the sock gremlin is also stealing fragments of my memory

[Sam]

Oh......the sock gremlin strikes again....That could explain a few gapping years in my life, too.

Sam

[anirbas]

hehehehe...you guys are toooo funnnnny...stop that...not...not...not...



~*~

sometimes,
this witch of a female...
feels more like Rip van Winkle...

as though I fell asleep one day...
and my life kept going on in slow motion
while I meandered around in hazy circles,
sleepwalking until I ran into a brick wall...

and instead of knocking myself out...
woke myself up with the impact...

to find the scenery had moved...
the terrain wasn't the same
as when I'd closed my eyes
even as I kept plodding along...

but, I still had a handful
of snarled and knotted strings
cutting into the palm of my hand
like razor wire or angel hair...

[michaellasalle]

hey sabrina, this was so intensely written, you amaze me everytime I read your outstanding Gift!...wow, got to love it!.....take care, mike

[anirbas]

Mike! I didn't know you'd been here!
Didn't mean to seem to ignore you, mi compadre!
I am so beaming, blushing and grinning after reading
your comments! Thanks a million! Great to see you,
I might add, hanging out, mixing and mingling
with the rest of the poetical crew! Welcome
to the Dungeon addition of the 'Seasons!
LOL...It's not really the dungeon,
it's where we stow our fairytales
and more fancifully inclined poeming
and major silliness betwixt and between
the inhabitants, as you can see in some of our comments...
You take care, too and thanks again! Sabrina.