Tatty Hex, the Wild Woman of the Urban Forest, Who Braids Flowers in her Hair
Monday, February 7th, 2011They call her Tatty Hex
I heard them call her fae
She’s the one who flies at night
To drive the ghosts away
I see her on her walkabouts
Gathering flowers by the pond
To braid them in her long black hair
And bind them to her wand
Tatty Hex is a Wild Woman
They say she conjures storms
Takes her wand of hawthorn wood
To take on many forms
I only ever heard her once
Speak words of anger to a man
He lives at the edge of her garden now,
In a plastic watering can
Woe betide he who angers Tatty
She can make you forget your home
One flick of her hawthorn wand, you see,
To become a garden gnome
She used to burn sandalwood
To keep out goblins and ghouls
Now she plants rosemary
To keep away lovesick fools
Tatty Hex is a Wild Woman
She dances under the moon
She built a pool in her back garden
Her own midnight blue lagoon
They often say that Tatty Hex
Was born of faerie blood
They say she talks to trees and flowers
Makes oceans sing and flood
Tatty Hex, the Wild Woman,
Who braids flowers in her hair
Walks lightly over sand dunes
And casts magic in the air.
Kate Summers © 2010
Kate Summers’ enchanting poetry can now be found in e-book form. Secrets of the Faerie Realm is available to download from Amazon.