I am crone, blackened, old bones creaking, hear me cackle,
Worldy wise, decrepit and dried-out hag
At Samhain Eve, edge of darkness.
Bring back to me immortality and the light of life.
I am curdling cauldron, spewing orange bile, seething vileness
Cosmic container, holy grail to the gods
I welcome Samhain, edge of darkness
As the sun sets, I descend into darkness, and my transformation begins.
Reborn, I am acorn, I am apple- five pointed star, pentagram
Wise woman, sentinel of soulful strength.
I rejoice at Samhain, beyond the edge of darkness
As day breaks I brush away fear with my birch besom.
It is a new day, new year, a new life.
©Alison Jean Hankinson
This is for d’Verse where the theme was monsters….I haven’t really got anything in me on monsters….so this is a tale from a witch.
I am away from home, I went out in the dark to collect some acorns for my photo, but the internet is a little weak here and they won’t load….so call back later and they might be here. I saw a tiny little mouse whilst I was out but hadn’t got my camera with me.
Acorns were seen as an amulet…it is seen as strong and protective, they only appear on mature trees and they are a symbol of perseverance and fertility.
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Great voice of that samhain tradition /which I know so little about/ but I do have an oak with acorns in my garden…
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An interesting tale of re-birth. I’m going to read up on Samhain.
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I’ve always loved that term, Samhain–anything but the worn out hollow weinie.
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I love the blackened, old bones creaking, the cackling and the curdling cauldron. Such creepy alliteration and imagery. And then the monster turned into Nina Simone! It is a new day [new year] a new life… And I’m feeling good….
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hahhaaaa…lol..you should hear my cackle…
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I liked the description of her as “holy grail to the gods” and the idea of her brushing away fear.
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Love your words, such strength and purpose there. Out with the old and in with the ?new.
Thanks for introducing me to Samhain – now I know.
Anna :o]
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This is wonderful Alison. Such a strong voice you have in this. I love the mythology of the acorns. We have so many trees with acorns in our woods. This is great…sweeping away the old.
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I like all that “I am” here. Nicely put.
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I love how all the sounds relate internally within the lines as in these lines:
“I am curdling cauldron, spewing orange bile, seething vileness
Cosmic container, holy grail to the gods.” That’s really nice in my book.
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Thank you for your lovely comments. X
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