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The Gewgaw Witch

she conjured up a cunning rasp
a gewgaw lyre-like harp in clasp
to crooked teeth held in their grasp
then twanged at midnight with a blast

this higgled haggled haggly crone
did dance on graves while all alone
her gewgaw raising mottled bone
‘til joined by dead with rotting moan
 
bats within the steeple saw
the witch’s pointy nose and jaw
and from her mouth came sounds galore
an array of growls from her gewgaw

so off did dance and prance and play
the bones of dead and her away
from grave to street did people say
beware the gewgaw witch today

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Daniel Henry Rodgers

Date: 9/6/2024 7:54:00 AM

Hello Clive, So much fun, fantastical, and fascinating. Yes, it is the beginning march towards Halloween. Love reading it this morning to put me in the mood. - Blessings, My Dear Friend, Daniel

Clive Culverhouse
Date: 9/6/2024 2:07:00 PM

Thanks for reading Daniel, much appreciated

Ink Empress

Date: 9/5/2024 7:54:00 AM

Dear clive! Im hyped for halloween as i read this clever write! Such brilliant metaphors and creative worplay throughout including your title! I especially love the lines “ this higgled haggled haggly crone did dance on graves while all alone” felt like i saw that scene unfold as i read those words! Just brilliant! So detailed and descriptive! Pleasure reading this: sending you light always

Clive Culverhouse
Date: 9/5/2024 8:10:00 AM

This was great fun to write, glad you enjoyed it IE

Tom Cunningham

Date: 9/5/2024 5:07:00 AM

Certainly wouldn't like to meet her on a dark night Clive. Tom

Clive Culverhouse
Date: 9/5/2024 5:29:00 AM

Quite! Thanks Tom