Midday sunshine
Church bells ring through
Steamy fields
Farmers run for shelter
Helter skelter
Some climb up tall trees
Twelve bell strikes resound
The Midday Witch
Comes out of ground
Black snakes peak
From underneath
Her black peaked hat
The old bat
Is on the way
To catch her prey
Groan she does and cackles:
I will get you all
Hee hee hee
I’ll put you all in shackles
My faithful snakes will
Bite and smite
I’ll bake you in a cake
Or grill you as a steak
So there!
Hee hee hee
Now then
Wriggly, hissing beasts
From underneath
The black peaked hat released
Enjoy rampaging
An orgy staging
For Midday Witch’s feast!
Church bells ring
Angels sing
The Midnight Knight will bring
His mighty dagger
Keep at bay
The hissing mob
No child will ever sob
So there!
War now rages rife
Midnight Knight
A fair fight fights
For precious life
His dagger swishes, slashes
Red blood splashes all around!
The Midday Witch at last
Concedes defeat
With her wriggly, hissing band
She makes a swift retreat
Down the gaping hole
In blood-stained ground
Church bells ring
Children sing
What a day it’s been!
To Midday Witch
They bid goodbye
So long!
Until next year
At Halloween!
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Copyright ©2014 Irina Dimitric
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Irina's Poetry Corner 
Beautiful poem beautifully illustrated… I love when churchs bells ring! Have a nice day ♥
Thank you, Frederic. Didn’t the disgusting Midday Witch frighten you a bit? 😉
Great poetic imaginary blended with a majestic architecture… By the way The Midday Wicht reminded me of The Twelve Greek Horae, dear Irina. Hugs and I hope you have a great friday and weekend ahead, Aquileana 😀
Thanks for your nice comment, Aquileana. You’re right, Mesembria is the midday Hoare.
Hugs 🙂 Irina