As I often say to my friends, “Every day is Halloween at the Lumby house!” Halloween is my most favorite holiday and has been for as long as memory serves! Last night my daughter asked me what I was going to dress up for today. I replied, “I have no need to dress up. I’m a witch every day.” She implored me, “Don’t you have a black dress you can wear or something?” To which I reminded her, “I do, but then I would just be dressing up as myself.” THIS is how much Halloween is part of my bones. In honor of this sacred day, I have shared a couple poems for the season. Enjoy! With love, Lauri.
Strange and Wonderful Creatures Like Me
Copyright 2013 Lauri Ann Lumby from Returning – a woman’s midlife journey to herself
Fairies and dragons
Elves and trolls
Witches and goblins
Pumpkins and broomsticks
Frogs in a pond
Vampires and Werewolves
Blood dripping fangs
Coffins and daggers
Doors that go Bang!
Cauldrons and fire
Potions that bubble
Swamp dripping mire
I love all things strange, dark and mysterious
Woodlands at midnight
The stranger the better
Families Munster and Addams
I’m sure I am one of them
Just call me “Black Madam”
On any day I’ll cast ye a spell
Put on a hex or
Ring a church bell.
If you are real and strange like me
I’ll see you at twilight ‘neath yonder Yew tree.
Which Witch is Witch?
Copyright 2016 Lauri Ann Lumby
Dark curling hair (or any color or style for that matter)
A piercing gaze
Seeing all the way through to your Soul.
At home in the world between worlds
And a bridge between the two.
Here to bring forth God’s will
As Embodiment of the Goddess.
Wisdom from the depths of infinity.
A prophetess, a seer, a priestess, teacher and healer.
A shit-disturber and changemaker.
Present at the thresholds of life and death.
Mistress of shadows.
Queen of the Underworld
– where Souls rest from what has been,
preparing for what is yet to be.
Survivor of the Inquisition and the Burning Times,
The Whore of Babylon
And the Virgin Queen of Heaven.
Much to patriarchy’s chagrin,
She cannot be destroyed.
She is here to stay.
In a world that now wonders which way to turn,
This Witch is which.