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Things of December

Recently received books and movies via gifts or personal purchase have been;

Clash of the Titans DVD the 2010 version with Liam Neeson

Blue Planet II a hardback book

Paul O’Grady’s “country life” hardback book

Raising the Dead: The Men Who Created Frankenstein by Andy Dougan (gift from nephew to me)

RHS What Plant Where Encyclopaedia by DK Publishing

Hobgoblins–The Secret Histories by Ari Berk (A gift to my son from his best-friend but I read it first)

The Box-set of The Hunger Games DVDs

All of these came into my house in the month of December 2017.

Other purchases or gifts I feel match fantasy or horror are…

Quite a few different types of gemstones, especially hypersthene, a tigers eye pendulum, a lapis lazuli gemstone for Henry, A black onyx pendulum, a Rhodonite pendulum for my Henry, an apatite, a large rose quartz the size of a small hot crossed bun and last but not least a hematite thumb ring. 

I bought incense and a new incense charcoal burner in the shape of a Chinese lotus flower.  The scents were vanilla, cinnamon, patchouli, dragon’s blood, rose and lily.  I can’t burn these things when Henry is at home; I have to do them when he is at school and open all the windows afterwards because he is prone to headaches.

I was gifted a fairy house garden ornament in the shape of a mushroom at Christmas from my husband Paul and Mrs Tiggy Winkle acting as the old woman in the shoe ornament and a wolf trinket box.  I do like weird stuff.  He bought me a good sized wooden box too, the shape and style of a pirates treasure chest and it fits all of my gemstones in perfectly with room for half again!  It really does look like a real pirate’s chest now with all of those gemstones in it.

I am a big kid, anything remotely regarding fantasy or horror and I like it.  Depends what it is however but my house certainly shows what I love in every nook and cranny!  I am not averse to having marvels cushion on my sofa for example!

It is difficult when friends and relatives visit because they presume I allow Henry to rule the roost, but the look on their faces when I say “No, it’s for me, I wanted it there”.  They do ask occasionally whether or not I should put such things in my bedroom?  I can’t put everything there!  Besides, what is wrong with a marvel cushion?  A soft toy of the joker on my PC desk?  3 snow globes on the bookshelves?  Four different types of calendars in the living room, Gothic, minions, marvel, wolves and then there is DC comics in the dining room with an RSPB one.  The first of every month is interesting for me, I like guessing which 1 of the many calendars around the house my husband will forget to change!  Me and Henry take bets with fruit pastilles!

I love the fact that I can be so free to be more me, with Paul lately.  He always wanted me to be me, but I was never confident enough to make it reflect in my home and for the first 5yrs living together it was all cream and browns around the house to make it look more like a normal household – yeurgh.  But now it’s green, yellow, with the occasional quirky wallpaper.  In the living room on just one wall there is wallpaper that looks like pastel version of the trees depicted in the movie The Lorax.  In the bathroom it is mostly white tiled but we are going to buy dolphin and coral wallpaper next month.  The kitchen is kitted out with tiles a harlequin would love, also next month we are buying wallpaper for just one side of the kitchen and that will be in the style of Mediterranean food.  Our bedroom is royal purple and soon I will be adding cerise to the other side of the wall, I also wanted to get door murals to make the doors of the house look like medieval castle doors!

I refuse to grow up.

Anyway, have a HAPPY NEW YEAR all of you ❤

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The wistful whimsical night

Now I’m not one for love

But I do frequent the notion of a good old fashioned potion

To settle my lustful heart

Bespoke like an art to the individual man

To win him, I’ll do all that I can

Now gentlemen please, I must disagree that there’s an old romantic deep within me

For I am quite the dominatrix and to ensnare you I shall

With my hair of golden hues and parading au natural in the wistful whimsical night

I will enchant you to my hearts delight

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Universal energy 1

There’s energy in the world right now or is it universal?

Everything is coming together, be it good or controversial

Something is amidst out there, something is very near

I’m unsure what it might be, but the feeling is quite clear

I do not know what it is, or what’s about to happen

But I am sitting on the edge, waiting for things to shapen

It’s a mystery and that is for sure, but it seems as if fate is opening a door

What will enter I do not know, will it stay or will it go?

Is it good or is it bad?

Is it sane or is it mad?

I hope things change for the better soon

I hope my feelings real

For if it comes to pass it’s not

Then I, insane will feel

 

 

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Fate sutures death

She’s a witch, casting spells in the night

I saw her dancing with the devil in delight

I saw her too, said an old rickety man

She gave me gout after she spat in a can

And I too, said another in the back of the court

She gave me fits now my face is contort

She took my babe, barely weaning too

And where he is, I’ve not a clue

Aye, I saw a babe in arms, killed by the devils charm

In yonder wood, I saw a fleeing from it a woman in a hood

There’s the witch, there, there

They pointed accusingly

All the fingers outstretched were pointing towards me

I was lynch mobbed and nothing I could do

Would save me from this preview

They were wretched and afraid

And very dismayed by the events unfolding in town

They knew there was a witch to be had, but she couldn’t be found

So it was me, the prettiest one

The one with long golden hair

I was the witch this time round

And whether I was innocent or not, they didn’t care

So I was took to the gallows and strangled to death

And just as I took one last breath, onto a fire I was thrown

Nobody cried that day for me, I died all alone

But there will be another girl someday in the near future

Whose fate will be the same as mine and fate will find her and suture her demeanor, until bad luck has ceased

Or maybe never it will cease

Maybe this will be a continuous flow of innocent murders by the townsfolk who think they are doing godly works

Instead they just act like jerks

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