You gain strength, courage, and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face. You are able to say to yourself, 'I lived through this horror. I can take the next thing that comes along.' ~~~Eleanor Roosevelt

Saturday, October 31, 2009

FREE DIGITAL HALLOWEEN SCRAPBOOK PAGES !!

For those who create Halloween Art all year long, I am offering these pages absolutely free!  You are welcome to  use them for your own personal art creations!  I would love to see what you create with these pages!  Go Ahead! Show off your work by placing  a link in the comments section of  this post so I can post your artwork proudly on my site! 




































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Stop back by anytime!

And if you have time, leave a comment!
I would love to hear from you!
Until next time,
remember....

What you Imagined,
You  Dreamed.
What you  Dreamed,
You  Created.
What you Created,
You   Embraced.
What you Embraced,
You  Loved!


Love To Create!



WHAT IF ANYTHING, EVER, FRIGHTENED ME ???

DOES THIS BRING BACK
ANY
 HAUNTING MEMORIES?



THE FAMOUS "COLLINWOOD"



 BARNABAS COLLINS
(STILL BRINGS BACK CHILLS)



"LURKING"





BARNABAS AND THE "GOOD" DR. JULIA




ANGELIQUE  "THE WITCH"


VICTORIA



COLLINWOOD AT NIGHT



LOOKING FOR HIS NEXT "VICTOM"



WHO COULD FORGET THOSE FANGS !!


BARNABAS WAS THE
 "KING OF CHILLS"


AS IF WE HAVEN'T SEEN ENOUGH ALREADY !!!!!


MORE DRACULA PICTURES
HISTORY
AND
MEMORBILIA





       THREE OF THE ORIGINAL
  BOOK COVERS OF
DRACULA 
WRITTEN BY
BRAM STROKER


THE CASTLE OF THE CROWN PRINCE VLAD III


Vlad the Impaler (1431-1476)  Dracula, Drakulya, or Tepes, ...
Thus began Vlad the Impaler's reign of blood and terror.


MY FAVORITE DRACULA MOVIE



TRUE LOVE NEVER DIES


DO YOU BELIEVE IN DESTINY?


THE LIFE IS IN THE BLOOD

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MY  FAVORITE DRACULA  SERIES
HBO PRESENTS
TRUE BLOOD


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SCARED NOW?

Lock the windows!
Lock the doors!
Pull the covers up over your head
 and hope that there is
nothing
underneath your bed!!


NOTHING FRIGHTENS ME ON HALLOWEEN!!!



 IT'S HALLOWEEN NIGHT




     AND  ALL  IS  A  FRIGHT!!!



Big Witches 
And
 Little Witches


And Flying Witches too!





TOO  SCARY


SO DON'T COME UNGLUED !!!


BEWARE!!  BEWARE!!

 Vampires are out tonight,
  hunting
                        their "prey"
  
      in the night
   by the light
                                     of the                           

 RED BLOOD MOON!! 



Chills and Thrills go all around!
Am I afraid?
Certainly Not!
(but..what was that sound?)









Some scary places you can't avoid
where Ghosts and Goblins
mischeviously play,
in empty graveyards
all night and all day !!!


Deep in the woods
they like to hide,
and wait to scare a passerby!


Is there anything I've seen tonight
 that would surely give me a chilling fright?


No, not really,
and I'll tell you true,
it would take a whole lot more
 than just a spooky "BOO" !! 



These dolls are freaky 
that's for sure,
but I'll tell you as I did before,
it takes much more than this
before I'll  run
screaming out of the door !!! 

 

It's time now to say goodbye and goodnight!
Have a Happy Halloween,
with some fun and some fright!
And if you hear an unusual sound,
best beware! 
It might just be a scream or two,
maybe me or maybe you!







   



OH NO !!!

 What's This !!

Oh, please don't make me look
no, not even a peek!!
No way...no way!!
It's too frightening, too scary
too spooky for me!!!!

AAAAAAGGH!!!!
This is the scariest thing I've ever seen!
I'm paralyzed with fear, 
I can't move,
I can't breathe!!!!

AAAAAGHH!

I've got to run for the door
and get away as fast as I can!!

There's a Hob-Goblin in my kitchen
and it's waitng for Me!




Help me...Help me !!
(please!!)


Bewitch me with your comments!!!!

Bewitch me with your comments!!!!

Life Is A Witch And Then You Fly!

Life Is A Witch And Then You Fly!

The Poem "Dark Rosaleen"

O my Dark Rosaleen, Do no sigh, do not weep! The priests are on the ocean green, they march along the Deep. There's wine from the royal Pope upon the ocean green; and Spanish ale shall give you hope, My Dark Rosaleen! My own Rosaleen! Shall glad your heart, shall give you hope, Shall give you health, and help, and hope, My Dark Rosaleen. Over hills and through dales have I roamed for your sake; all yesterday I sailed with sails on river and on lake. The Erne at its highest flood I dashed across unseen, For there was lightning in my blood, My Dark Rosaleen! My own Rosaleen! Oh! there was lightning in my blood, Red lightning lightened through my blood, My Dark Rosaleen! All day long in unrest to and fro do I move, The very soul within my breast Is wasted for you,love! The heart in my bosom faints to think of you, my Queen, My life of life, my saint of saints, My Dark Rosaleen! My own Rosaleen! To hear your sweet and sad complaints, My life, my love, my saint of saints, My Dark Rosaleen! Woe and pain, pain and woe, are my lot night and noon, To see your bright face clouded so, like to the mournful moon. But yet will I rear your throne again in golden sheen;'Tis you shall reign, shall reign alone, My Dark Rosaleen! My own Rosaleen! 'Tis you shall have the golden throne,'Tis you shall reign, and reign alone, My Dark Rosaleen! Over dews, over sands will I fly for your weal; your holy delicate white hands shall girdle me with steel. At home in your emerald bowers,from morning's dawn till e'en, you'll pray for me, my flower of flowers, My Dark Rosaleen! My fond Rosaleen! You'll think of me through Daylight's hours, My virgin flower, my flower of flowers, My Dark Rosaleen! I could scale the blue air, I could plough the high hills, Oh, I could kneel all night in prayer, to heal your many ills! And one beamy smile for you would float like light between my toils and me, my own, my true, My Dark Rosaleen! My fond Rosaleen! Would give me life and soul anew, A second life, a soul anew, My Dark Rosaleen! O! the Erne shall run red with redundance of blood, The earth shall rock beneath our tread, and flames wrap hill and wood, and gun-peal, a slogan cry, wake many a glen serene, ere you shall fade, ere you shall die, My Dark Rosaleen! My own Rosaleen! The Judgment Hour must first be nigh,ere you can fade, ere you can die, My Dark Rosaleen!