Witchy willow had a fright.

Witchy willow had a fright

In her mirror something she didn’t like

Something scared her made her scream

Was she awake or is was it a dream.

Halloween is fast approaching

Time to get the Pumpkins roasting.

Capture some humans and set them toasting.

Invitations to demons she is posting.

This her hectic time of year

Busy, instilling , in young children, fear.

Time to wake the ghouls and ghosts

Shake the Vampires from their posts.

Out to dance around tombs

Dodging sprits as around they zooms.

Back to Witchy willow’s fright

What upset her in the night

Something had made her heart beat slow?

Above her head, a magic Rainbow.!

Poor Witchy willow’s so upset

Rainbows are not her best look

I bet.

Scary October 16

Here we are at the unholy month of October. I thought I would do a paranormal, witchy, unholy bunch of poems, some new and some old.

Don’t forget to check out Jane Dougherty and Kat Myrman‘s plans for this month!

Today’s poem is a little Halloween twist.

Scare Night.

Her footsteps

A lonely tin rolls across the car park
The wind is up and it is getting dark
Turning her collar up against the rain
Walking the way she always does, again

Her footsteps match her heart beat
Hurrying towards the light of the street.
Icy cold she begins to shiver
No umbrella she wished she had it with her.

A sound behind her makes her jump
Bringing to her throat a painful lump.
Terror and panic have her in their grasp
Searching for her key, fighting with her handbag clasp.

The street light flickers and goes out
She is scared now no doubt!
Sweat runs down her face
Her heart running wild , such a pace

Suddenly the door opens and
A huge and pale Vampire stands
He’s the most scary sight she has seen
Smiling he says “Your late love, Happy Halloween!”

Brittany Day 4

We woke early again to silence and dark.

We had decided the night before to visit the Chapel of Notre Dame du Deliverance. The Chapel was not far from us.

So another picnic was made Ruby walked and off we went.

We found the turn off to the Chapel at Monthault. The Chappelle Notre Dame De la Deliverance.

The first thing we noticed in the carpark was a stone table tennis table ! Yes in the middle of nowhere, among the picnic tables was a table tennis table made of stone.

It was so quiet there and beautiful, there was no one there only us and Ruby.

As I wandered through the trees I noticed crosses dotted around the area. On closer inspection we discovered that they were all stations of the cross.

We walked up to the chapel, it is a lovely building. Sadly though it was not only locked but from what I could see inside it was rather neglected too.

The statue on top of chapel, which has been rebuilt more than once , is a glorious tribute to the Virgin Mary,it was placed there when the chapel was rebuilt in 1877. The gold was applied to the statue in 1913.

Above is “The Monk’s Stone” I thought it was a Dolman but it was so huge. It is said a hermit lived there, well if he did there was no way in, or shelter to be found there.. it is said a monk did live on this strange site but he lived in a hut on on top of the stones!

Above are three photos of “The Granite Symposium” Fabulous modern features even so I could feel history from within them . The granite itself would be old even if the art and sculpture is new.

There were more stones there and I was so caught up in the feel of the place as was hubby that we failed to photograph them but I have put in links here to the website so you can see these amazing stones and read their history.

The Devil’s Stone

The Slippery or Scary Stone

The Stone of Sacrifice

The it was time for our picnic

Then more walking through time and space.

Evil Stalks.

Image Found Here

Jessica

For  the longest  time  the child  had  gathered bones  and dead insects.

Body parts she  cut  from animals  so  she could learn  how  they  worked .

Not  dead  animals  the  organs  had  to  be alive  and pumping

Warm and  growing,  breathing , flowing.

It  had  started  with  a bone  collection  but  she had  needed  to have  more knowledge.

She  gathered  spiders  and  insects  from the hedge .

Soon  cats and  dogs went  missing , they’d disappear?

Her  mother shut  her eyes  to what  she guessed, keeping  silent her fear.

The  child  spent  less and  less  time  at home

She  preferred to be in the woods foraging  on her  own.

Then  the odd  baby   disappeared  from  it’s cot

The  need  for  learning   was  all that mattered  to  the swot.

One  day  she was gone,  she  did not  return home

The  child  had  decided  it  was time  to roam.

With  necklaces of  eyes  and  ears  and trinkets  made of  bone

She traveled  the word  her  skills to  practice  and hone.

Image Found Here

 Lock  your  windows , close  your  doors

She  is out  there  crossing  fields  and  moors

She is  bigger now  and  stronger

Only  harvests  what  she needs, keeps her donors  alive  longer

What  made  the child want  to  kill  this  way

The  thirst  for  knowledge  one  might  say.

Or  maybe  pure  evil invaded  her  whole

She  was  such a  beauty  in  body  but not in soul.

Beware  when out on  day or  night

Beware  those eyes  so angelic  a sight .

Run from the clink of bone and tooth

She  will not  spare  you  and  that is  the truth!

                  ☠️💀☠️💀☠️💀

Above is a little bedtime story I wrote in 2015. Hope you enjoy. 💜

Song Lyric Sunday, Scary, Creepy, Halloween

This is part of Helen Espinosa‘s Song Lyric Sunday theme. Well as Helen said it is Halloween time  :So, our theme for Song Lyric Sunday is to post a scary song.  I don’t necessarily want it to be stereotypical of Halloween, but I do want to be creeped out either by the lyrics, the music and/or the title.  So, go explore, my friends and we’ll start Halloween off early this year!

Well Helen wants to be creeped out? Let’s set aside the obvious, Thriller and Werewolves of London or even The Monster Munch.

Rules and Pingback
I really have to do more than one. Firstly let’s look at Imogen Heap’s Rake it in.

Scary

Rake it in by Imogen Heap.

Here I am here again
Tied up in your torture frame
Printed paper, guilty to blame
The story stays the same 

[Chorus]
Dry me out
Run me down
Burn me up
And rake it in
And rake it in
Dry me out
Run me down
Burn me up
Rake it in
Rake it in
Rake it in
Rake it in

A slave upon your plate
I am your dreams, yeah 
Your life and your bait
Selfish schemes, 
I proceed, you await
You my indefinite hate 

[Chorus]

Do you know what my chopping block’s for?
Do you know what my hanging braid’s for?
Do you know what my chamber maid’s for?
Do you know what I, what I have in store for you?

Dry me out
Run me down
Burn me up
Rake it in
Rake it in
Rake it in
Rake it in
Yeah,
Dry me out
Run me down
Burn me up
And rake it in
Yeah,
Drag me down
Run me out
Burn me up
And rake it in
And rake it in
Rake it in
Some more

Lyric found at 

Well I have always found these lyrics very chilling then I found this video  and it has honestly freaked me out too.

Okay well that was nasty and scary here is another  this time it’s another of my favorite singer songwriters Sia. Straight for the knife. This also has distressing lyrics and also video.

Creepy

Straight for the knife by Sia

Put on my best dress, I wanted to impress
I put a little make-up on
Put a bow in my hair, wore pretty underwear
Hoping you might take it off
Don’t know your etiquette but
I’m strapped to my chair, and it ain’t ’cause you’re pretty
You were charming, until
You saw your chance to kill your chance to make history

[Chorus:]
You went straight for the knife, and I prepared to die
Your blade it shines
Looked me straight in the eye, you turned the gas on high
Held the flame alight, you wonder why
I’m scared of fire
You wonder why you make girls cry

My mascara a mess, harsh words for your princess
Boy you, and your promises
If your goal was to love, you scored an epic miss
Now you’ll just have memories

[Chorus:]
You went straight for the knife, and I prepared to die
Your blade it shines
Looked me straight in the eye, you turned the gas on high
Held the flame alight, you wonder why
I’m scared of fire
You wonder why you make girls cry

Boy you draw me back in
I’m hungry for your bad loving
But will someone find me swinging from the rafters
From hanging on your every word

[Chorus:]
You went straight for the knife, and I prepared to die
Your blade it shines
Looked me straight in the eye, you turned the gas on high
Held the flame alight, you wonder why
I’m scared of fire
You wonder why you make girls cry
You wonder why you make girls cry

Lyrics at

Finally but not least another of my heroines Annie Lennox with Love Song for a Vampire. Need I say more?

Halloween

Love song for a Vampire by Annie Lennox.

Come into these arms again
And lay your body down 
The rhythm of this trembling heart
Is beating like a drum

It beats for you – It bleeds for you
It knows not how it sounds
For it is the drum of drums
It is the song of songs…

Once I had the rarest rose
That ever deigned to bloom.
Cruel winter chilled the bud 
And stole my flower too soon.

Oh loneliness – oh hopelessness
To search the ends of time
For there is in all the world
No greater love than mine.

Love, oh love, oh love… 
Still falls the rain… (still falls the rain) 
Love, oh love, oh, love… 
Still falls the night… 
Love, oh love, oh love…
Be mine forever…. (be mine forever)
Love, oh love, oh love….

Let me be the only one 
To keep you from the cold 
Now the floor of heaven’s lain
With stars of brightest gold

They shine for you – they shine for you 
They burn for all to see 
Come into these arms again
And set this spirit free

Well that’s all for now, and I shall tell you something else that creeped me out whilst getting two of these lyrics I was redirected to two nasty sites! That freaked me out! Needless I did not hang about and deleted them !!

Happy Halloween to you all!