The Giglet

for the witches among us.

 

 

 

Now, let me get this right:

Being a woman means you have this

sixth sense of keen intuitive power,

this commonality between the earth

and spirit knowing that lets you 'just feel'

when your child is in danger?

 

To know when your drawer has been

discheveled by a drunk man looking for

his cagarettes.

 

That you hold the recipes in you head

for cake baking and sweet margarita's

simultaneously?

 

That you possess super human strength

to lift the front end of cars

off an errant daughter?

 

To feel the heart on your breast

of a lonely man, thumping during

love-making?

 

Allow our son's fat head to pass

through your birth canal?

 

To just 'not like' a person you

meet for the first time?

 

To wake up to a new day without words

just smirks and dragon faces?

 

To whisper evangelism at the

campfires of hell.

 

That you can wash the turds from

little a******s in spring lilacs?                             Woman.

 

Say a prayer, with a face in your lap,

for a dead dog you didn't like?

 

Know, without reason, where a house

on an empty plot of land belongs.

 

And because true love makes you crazy is

your good reason for doing crazy s**t.

 

And after all of this, you still believe

Your not a witch???????????????????

Reviews

[SHEEMA HUQ]

Your mind can be a raw and earthy machine , this is a riveting write my friend

[Corset]

LOL, Dana, you're the best honey, this made me snort while laughing, I don't care if you are a warlock, as long as you keep making me laugh, I'll keep pretending I'm not a witch :)

[Tree]

Permission to bottle this up and gift it to one or two people to whom I could never quite articulate this to. This was good stuff, Dana. What I thought was also impressive was how you balanced the questions in the poem rhythmically, as to not throw off the reader's cadence, all the while keeping that "are you serious?" incredulous tone. That was skillful. I learned and took from this. Excellent piece

Diego

[Steven]

heh.. Great lines. Smiled all the way through.