The Halloween Witch

Each year they parade her about...the traditional Halloween Witch.

Misshapen green face, stringy scrapes of hair, and a toothless mouth beneath her disfigured nose. Gnarled, knobby fingers twisted into a claw, protracting from a bent and twisted torso that lurches about on wobbly legs.

Most think this abject image to be the creation of a prejudiced mind, or merely a Halloween caricature.

I disagree. I believe this to be how witches were really seen.

Consider that most witches: were women, were abducted in the night, and smuggled into dungeons or prisons under the secrecy of darkness, to be presented by the light of day as a confessed witch.

Few, if any saw a frightened, normal looking woman being dragged into a secret room filled with instruments of torture. To be questioned until she confessed to anything that was suggested to her, and to give names or whatever would stop the questions. Crowds saw the aberration denounced to the world a a self-proclaimed witch.

As the witch was paraded through the town, en route to be burned, hanged, drowned, stoned, or disposed of in various other forms of Christian love...all created to be free and save her soul from her depraved body. The jeering crowds viewed the result of hour of torture. The face, bruised and broken by countless blows, bore a hue of sickly green. The once warm and loving smile gone.

Replaced by a grimace of broken teeth and torn gums the leer beneath a battered, disfigured nose. The disheveled hair conceals bleeding gaps of torn scalp from whence cruel hands had torn away the lovely tresses. Broken, twisted hands clutched the wagon for support. Fractured fingers locked like groping claws to steady her broken body. All semblance of humanity gone. This was a demon, a bride of Satan, a witch.

I revere this Halloween crone and hold her sacred above all. I honor her courage and listen to her warnings of the dark side of humanity.

Each year I shed tears of respect.

Written by Angel, 6/99


  1. Thanks for this posting. We all must remember.

  2. I've come to think of her the same way. Thank you for the reminder. Never forget.

  3. I've always wondered why green skin and never thought of it this way before. How sad. I hope that in my life time the world will out law killing in the name of a god, any god.

  4. This time of year has always had a bit of sadness for me remembering what has happened in the past. True horror stories that are a shameful reminder of the evil people can (and will) do.

  5. We will never forget those who went before us....
    Thank you for a well written reminder of what these people went through (Women and Men), and to think even today - in some (backward) countries, witches are still tortured (or people who are deemed witches)....
    WE have a freedom, we are blessed!!

  6. A beautiful reminder of our not so beautiful past. Thank you for that.


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