A Halloween Cautionary Tale With A Flourish of Shakespeare: A Reblog
With bitter regret, mine heart’s been laden Since Hallowmas when thou our bed-vow broke And now perjured be roam I loath-burdened Waiting for the day this prank I do choke…
With bitter regret, mine heart’s been laden Since Hallowmas when thou our bed-vow broke And now perjured be roam I loath-burdened Waiting for the day this prank I do choke…
Collaborating with Experiments in Fiction Website, where exists a bodega of chilling posts that would otherwise be roaming the blogger-sphere like zombies. Join in for the festive sonnet bonanza you will not soon forget.
There were far too many complaints from mothers of young children about this 1949 movie-- namely this 3+ minutes scene. Perhaps you too were one of those kids? Well, then this will bring you nostalgic chills. Just don't show it to the kids.
Read at your own risk: This nightmare is still roaming the universe. Please try not to catch it. Halloween scare.
Pouring my heart out and wishing a Happy Birthday to my daddy who's snug safely in my heart, and to who I dedicate this poem around All Hallows' Eve when we remember our dearly departed ones.
Fear and Celebrating, both healthy traditions observed at Samhain. Happy Halloween, my friends.