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The Wood Witch of Mineral Springs
By Peter S. Griffin
Wednesday, November 29, 2006

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The Wood Witch of Mineral Springs is a celebration of life. Through its verses life springs eternal! It offers an opportunity for parent/child interaction with a mutually enjoyable educational experience. Teens and young adults will also benefit from the message the story contains. The Wood Witch of Mineral Springs is wholesome entertainment for the entire family with a rewarding moral to the story everyone will treasure and remember!

THE WOOD WITCH

of 

MINERAL SPRINGS

By: Peter S. Griffin 



 

Back through the ages, a long, long time ago,

Not many people, nor towns, we’ll soon come to love and know...

Mother Nature tasked the Wood Witch,

To guard the treasures she had sown...

 

She assigned the Wood Witch duties,

Derived from rare and natural beauties...

From valuable minerals and precious stones,

Creating magic dust and potions, the Wood Witch, be known...

 

In the dense woods there is a place,

That's never been seen by any of the human race...

Well hidden, mystical and magical, it surely is,

This is where the Wood Witch lives...

 

Mineral Springs is the name of this hidden, forbidden land,

Snaking through it flows the River Dan...

Its waters nourish the trees and bushes, thick,

Here the Wood Witch conjures up her magic tricks...

 

Hills and hollows, so very steep and deep,

Surround the cave, where she sleeps...

Her bed is made, on a slab of black onyx,

She lay there looking dead, lying so still upon it!

 

Camouflaged personally by Mother Nature,

The earth is known to quiver and shake here...

Always shifting, the entrance to the cave,

If you trespass your future could be quite grave!

 

The mouth of her cave is hidden by prickly brush,

Thorny spears to slice any violator up...

No animal nor man, dare enter here,

Only bats and she, can navigate, her secret lair!

 

This occasional shaking causes the walls to move,

Uncovering silver and gold in every groove...

White, limey water oozes from its walls,

An earthy smell shrouds its mildewed halls...

 

During the daytime, in this cave, she does hide,

But by night, on slimy, slick paths, she does slide...

In wooden shoes she glides so fast,

Ducking stalactites, a spell she casts...

 

She loves to eat underground mushrooms and gobs of moss,

Her jagged teeth… no need to brush or floss...

With her large, snakelike tongue,

Snatching them up, while on the run!

                                                                       

This huge, cavernous, natural tunnel runs for miles,

Water from an unnamed river, spills down, mossy stiles...

Mixing with water from the River “Dan”,

Form a large pool, to be dipped, by gnarled hands...

                                               

Underground streams permeate this earth,

Mineral rich, they have great worth...

Enormous wealth these waters sift,

Gold and silver particles, cascading down, slowly drift...                                      

                                                                                   

Precious, glittering gems, form its roof,

Falling into the pool, those shaken loose...

These waters have great magical powers,

Sapphires, rubies and emeralds, form beautiful, underwater flowers...

 

This meandering cave gradually leads way up,

To a beautiful mountains', lofty bluffs...

From this secret, hidden perch the Wood Witch can readily see,

All of her secluded, private territory... 

 

The Wood Witch and Mother Nature are best friends,

Together, their tasks, they do blend...

They each compliment the others labors,

Doing each other special favors...

 

On cloudless nights, when the Moon shines bright,

A magic potion, the Wood Witch brews just right...

A big, black cauldron, filled to the brim,

A roaring fire, boils, the magic liquids within...

 

She stirs it with her twisted, snake like cane,

She often walks with it, to ease her pains...

For bent and twisted is her back,

From years of hiding in cramped recesses, dank and black...

 

When her pains become too great,

She casts a spell on her wooden snake...

It sprouts a bushy tail then she takes to flight,

Off she soars into the dark of night!

 

Fireflies drink the green potion as it cools,

Flashing abdomens become their luminous tools...

Lighting their way, as they fly,

Greeting all creatures, as they zip by...

 

This precious fluid, that she skillfully prepares,

Is called “Basic Instinct”, for baby animals, to avoid all snares...

A drink of this, all newborns must taste,

To save them from, uncertain, perilous fates...                                                            

                                                                       

A guardian of the young animals, the Wood Witch be,

To humans, no uglier creature, exists than she...

For scary, must she forever be? 

To protect the magic gems of Mineral Springs… eternally?

                                                                       

Tall and skinny, she stands eight feet tall,

A large wart, on her pointed nose, forms a nasty ball...

Her skin, a sickly color of pale green ash,

Gnarly, sharp, yellow fingernails with which to scratch...

 

One bright red eye, the other dark green,

They crisscross and part in between...

Curly haired eyebrows join above her nose,

On the darkest nights, her one bright red eye eerily glows...

 

Her teeth are yellow and very sharp,

She'll not hesitate to tear violator’s clothes apart!

On top her head sets a large brimmed, pointed black hat,

Around its base a bright orange ribbon holds a silver buckle fast...                                                                                                                                                   

She has an ugly, wrinkled brow,

To go with her glaring, terrifying scowl...

Her breath smells just awful, oh so foul,

Her large flaring nostrils expose gray hairs snarled!

 

She is clothed in one big, black, smelly dress,

It blends right in with hair, disheveled and messed...

Round her waist a magic pouch is tied,

Here she keeps magic dust and recipes, tested and tried...

 

Another job she must faithfully do,

Providing colors for all the plants, the animals too...

Mixing colored dust, scratched from various gems,

With magic waters she does blend...

 

She pours the concoction in her pot,

She stirs and stirs and stirs a lot,

Until the mixture becomes very, very hot,

Soon only magic dust remains, of moisture, there be not...

 

Realizing all this work is just too much, decides to conjure help,

She casts a spell, waves her cane, lets out a yelp...

She gathers two elves, two fairies and two fireflies,

A puff of smoke, two creatures appear before her eyes!

 

They look like elves, have wings like fairies,

Glow like fireflies, and like her, sharp fingernails scary!

"What will I name them… let me see,

“Pinchets!” That is what they'll be!”

                                                                       

Now, many fingernails scrape magic dust from beautiful gems,

So much easier when you have true friends...

"Maddy" be him, "Mayo" be she,

Perhaps, some day, baby, makes three!

                                                                       

They help the Wood Witch mix her brews,

Watching her, they take their cues...

Pinch by pinch they precisely measure,

Never wasting a particle of Mother Nature's treasure...

 

Together they work hard and get things done,

Constantly busy, the Pinchets always on the run...

Flying here, flying there, chasing off a gigantic grizzly bear,

The strange, loud hum of their wings, instill chaos and fear...

 

Sometimes in the forest, unwanted people snoop around,

Always stealing dropped gems they found...

The Pinchets must be more careful when they fly,

Must not drop precious stones from the sky!

 

The more gems found, the more people look,

Some even drew maps in a book!

The entrance to the cave must never be found,

To scare them off, Mother Nature violently shakes the ground!

 

Practice, practice, finally, the Pinchets get it right,

They even learn to fly at night!

Lighting up like fireflies with bellies bright,

Even long-lost precious stones come into sight!                                                                       

                                                           

With the many, magically colored dusts,

The Wood Witch flies high, swerving much...

Mother Nature blows winds with mighty gusts,

Plants and animals get sprinkled, with colors robust!

 

Then thunder clouds and lightning bring on the rain,

Flora and fauna, no longer plain!

Mother Nature then causes the sun to shine,

A great colored rainbow, in the sky does climb!

 

The many brilliant colors of Mineral Springs,

Prompts the animals and birds to sing...

Many beautifully colored birds take to wing,

Protective colorings, the animals gladly accept in the offering...

 

Mother Nature is very pleased, this work she'll keep,

Of plants and animals, a favorite of each, she did seek...

Of flora and fauna, she picks the beautiful Dogwood Tree,

A glorious, bright red Cardinal in its branches be...

                                                                       

Now it was time to take a rest,                

Mayo found the place she liked best...

This be the place where the two rivers met,

She and Maddy settled in and soundly slept...

                                                                       

How Mayo loved her husband, Maddy,

He had told her many times how he'd love to be a daddy...

His greatest wish was for a little Pinchet boy,

Maddy promised to provide his bundle of joy...

 

So here they made a home in a big hollow tree,

High in its branches, she made a nursery...

Under a beautiful, light blue sky the big day did come,

Mayo gave birth to Maddy's son!

 

The Pinchets, so busy caring for their new baby, "Madison",

The Wood Witch became sad and very lonesome...

With a giant Redheaded Woodpecker, she made friends,

With "Carolina" her melancholy, abruptly did end!

 

The Wood Witch and Carolina flew and flew all over the place,

Through the magnificent great blue sky they did race!

Soaring down, avoiding tops of trees with the greatest of ease,

Then haphazardly flew between that huge grizzly bear's knees!

 

On one pass, huge brown paws did swipe,

Barely missing them with claws like knives!

The giant Grizzly then let out a fierce, mighty roar,

Wisely surrendering, the two daredevils quickly made peace with "Thor!"

 

Feeding him berries and honey, Thor, became a gentle creature,

Brought inside the cave, the Wood Witch, became his teacher...

With Carolina on his shoulder,

He cleared passages, rolling away great boulders...

 

At the cauldron, with a small dead tree he stirred and stirred,

Not a drop of sweat, wetting his dark brown fur...

Rubbing stones together, he made large piles of dust,

This pleased the Wood Witch, very, very much!                                                                  

                                                                                   

Suddenly, word of gold, silver and gems,

Spread like fire from human friend to friend!

Now, at Mineral Springs, dangerous intruders were streaming in,

The Wood Witch called upon Carolina, her talented friend...

 

They quickly worked out what they thought, a fail safe code,

Carolina, tap, tap, tapping, high on trees, very loud and bold...

Where people searched the Wood Witch then knew,

Thor, she then sent roaring and crashing his way through!

                                                                       

The people dropped their booty and ran for their lives,

As Thor let them escape, all could hear their shrieks and cries!

But always, always, the foolish people came back,

Again, and again, the Wood Witch heard, "TAP! TAP! TAP!

 

Soon, Carolina was tap, tap, taping all over the place,

With all this pecking she developed awful headaches!

She grew very, very confused… where she was, she knew not,

She stayed mixed up, lots and lots!

 

To cure Carolina’s headaches the Wood Witch brewed,

An elixir stopped the pain, but Carolina, still very lost, without a clue!

Mother Nature came up with a great solution,

On the north side of trees, moss, became a sign for navigation!

 

Mother Nature said, "Always remember, NORTH! NORTH! CAROLINA!,

Recognize this and your sense of direction will never be finer!"

Carolina’s problem now resolved, into her big, blue sky off she flew,

Never again, to be lost without a clue!

 

The trespassers proved to be just too many,

They were destructive and none to friendly...

The defensive team was nearing total exhaustion,

Mother Nature thus forced to take drastic action!

 

Magic potions and dust were in great supply,

So she let her displeasure wreak havoc by earth and sky...

A hurricane and earthquake, she blew and shook,

Tornadoes swirled, everywhere you looked!

 

Again the trespassers fled in great alarm,

Before they caused any great harm...

The entrances to the cave were then sealed and forever hidden,

Gold, silver and precious stones, to the Great Smokey Mountains driven!

 

Mineral Springs became peaceful and quiet,

Now, Mother Nature, visiting the Pinchet’s spectacular loft, waves to the eagles flying by it!

Madison, so strong and with such a handsome, smiling face,

In honor of his mother, two landmarks Mayo’s name will grace...  

 

The mountain and river, by the Pinchet's tree,

Forever to be called Mayo, Mother Nature decreed!

As time went by, Mother Nature’s love for Madison grew in leaps and bounds,

Often, you'd see them, happily fooling and playing around...

 

Peace and solitude lasted for many decades and generations,

The young animals frolicked in all forms of recreation...

With the Pinchets, Carolina and Thor giving a helping hand,

Magic recipes, potions and dust removed from the cave by secret plan...                                                               

                                                           

Now, humans started to settle on a nearby, hilly knoll,

They were cutting down trees Carolina tapped and told...

The Wood Witch decided this would be all right,

Smoke bellowing from chimneys soon added to pleasant nights...

 

These humans were caring and quite nice,

All the woodland creatures voted, not just once, but twice...

These humans could stay and cultivate land for farms,

As they never put the forest animals in any harm...

 

People continued cutting down trees, stacking wood for buying,

New settlers came, soon… new babies crying...

Where the Mayo River meets the Dan, they founded a brand new town,

Church steeples, factories and markets did abound...

                                                           

Once in awhile the Wood Witch would sneak into town,

She saw the human babies… love was all around...

"You cute little things, kootchee, kootchee koo",

They would drink Basic Instinct, too!

 

She decided to cast a magic spell,

The earth turned red and did slightly swell...

She gave these special humans a wonderful gift,

Red earth, to construct houses of sturdy brick...

 

When Mother Nature saw what the Wood Witch did,

She granted her a long and happy human life to live...

For tireless and devoted service, a great reward,

The Wood Witch, of ugliness, would be devoid!

 

Using hummingbirds, spider silk and butterflies,

The colors of a rainbow, for her dyes...

They weaved and interlaced with fantastic grace,

Natural fibers of Mother Nature's finest taste...

 

The Wood Witch in a rapid blur was repeatedly flipped up and down,

Suddenly, she transformed into a beautiful lady wearing a gorgeous gown!

"Belle Southern", now her name will forever be,

To be remembered down through history!

 

On Mayo Mountain, a beautiful mansion, for her, was built,

A front porch with giant white columns, never to tilt...

Orchards of fruits and plentiful gardens graced her land,

The "Horn of Plenty", a new symbol, filled all hands...

 

Of all the foods, Belle had a favorite list,

Made by Mother Nature at Belle's wish...

Cornbread, pinto beans, greens, fried apples, so savory,

Country ham, and the best of all, Red Eye Gravy!

                                                                       

The Pinchets, Carolina and Thor lived to a ripe old age,

In the cave at Mineral Springs they now rest below huge gems bearing their names…

Belle Southern married a gracious, handsome gentleman,

Their hospitality known throughout the land...

 

Of beautiful little girls they had many, numbered just right,

Made of "sugar and spice and everything nice"...

For Mother Nature, they answered the call,

Now, beautiful Southern Belles dance at debutante balls...

      

Belle Southern long ago disappeared in a mysterious way,

Mother Nature knows where but never will say...

Belle left us a heritage we'll never forget,

A pretty girl's curtsey always displays her charms and tenderness...

 

The Wood Witch, in our memories, carries on to this day,

Just close your eyes to see her and Carolina at play...

Her colors of black and orange signify Halloween,

As little children in costume, of ghosts and goblins dream...

 

When in nature you hear a loud, mysterious hum,

Could be the Pinchets, together in flight, just having fun...

If you hear a beast's mighty roar,

Don't be too scared, it might only be Thor...

 

Remember children, things are not always as they seem,

You must always look in between...

All things have a reason for being,

Through awareness, much clearer, you'll be seeing...

 

The things you love are never forever gone,

In your heart they will always play a lovely song...

Remember, Mother Nature will always be here,

She has the powers to make things reappear!

 

Never forget the magical place called Mineral Springs,

The secret cave with mystical things and wonderful beings...

Check the landmarks and memorize the clues,

They'll lead you to it, you cannot not lose...

 

A tap, tap, tapping may lead your way,

You'll not get lost if you interpret what they say...

May precious stones your road always be made,

With silver and gold lining be forever interlaid...

 

Just one more thing before I go,

That pot of gold at the end of the rainbow...

It is true , a big black cauldron full… it is the real thing,

Happy hunting, thanks to “The Wood Witch of Mineral Springs!”



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