Getting into the Spirit(s)
“Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it…”
~ George Eliot
“Autumn wins you best by this its mute appeal to sympathy for its decay.”
~ Robert Browning
“There is a harmony in autumn, and a luster in its sky…”
~ Percy Bysshe Shelley
In the weeks ahead, I’ll have interviews and guest blogs appearing in several places. Until then, here’s a few echoes from last Halloween.
“Like some noble monster, groping toward the light.”
http://raforallhorror.blogspot.com/20...
“Way back, there was love.”
http://theoctobercountry.wordpress.co...
“Witches rarely burned alone.”
http://wherethedeadfeartotread.blogsp...
Enjoy! And don’t forget to drop by the Literary Darkness group. Our group project through Halloween this year is Oscar Wilde's "The Picture of Dorian Gray." Join us.
https://www.goodreads.com/topic/show/...
~ George Eliot
“Autumn wins you best by this its mute appeal to sympathy for its decay.”
~ Robert Browning
“There is a harmony in autumn, and a luster in its sky…”
~ Percy Bysshe Shelley
In the weeks ahead, I’ll have interviews and guest blogs appearing in several places. Until then, here’s a few echoes from last Halloween.
“Like some noble monster, groping toward the light.”
http://raforallhorror.blogspot.com/20...
“Way back, there was love.”
http://theoctobercountry.wordpress.co...
“Witches rarely burned alone.”
http://wherethedeadfeartotread.blogsp...
Enjoy! And don’t forget to drop by the Literary Darkness group. Our group project through Halloween this year is Oscar Wilde's "The Picture of Dorian Gray." Join us.
https://www.goodreads.com/topic/show/...
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Oct 10, 2013 10:45AM
Thanks for sending me a message about your upcoming events. Unfortunately, I have fallen behind on pressing deadlines of mine, and playing catch up. I suggest you see my latest, Kindle World, The Vampire Diaries: The Lost Diary, Anna Patterson. This was just published October 5, and is a short story. By the way, I like Oscar Wilde.
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Hello,one of my poems from last Halloween which I thought appropriate all poems found at victoriamosley.com
Percy Keats and Oscar are a few of my favourite things :-)
love Victoria
Fog
Fog rolls in wet
cold & spider thin
stretching the skin of my heart
masking the gold of fallen leaves
marking the places we’ve been.
Roof slick with rain
stubble falls under plough
black sticky with stony debris:
we’ve travelled light years this far
shedding memories like see through leaves
rising ghostly from the past
sentient now giving form to breath
to invite you in one last time
before the night falls.
