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

Sunday, October 3, 2010

Announcing the Moonlight Journey Gift Certificate Drawing***PLUS***My Latest Moonlight Journey DTA Art!!


If you are looking for some great
Halloween Collage Sheets
but haven't found the exact ones
you want to create your
"spooky altered art"
then visit Moonlight Journey!!



Plus...
(here's the great part)
if you make a purchase right now,
 they will enter your name in a drawing
that will be held on October 10th
 for a $20.00 gift certificate that will go
 toward any collage sheet or
digital package your  heart desires !!


Their Halloween Collage Sheets
are very exclusive and perfect
to use for whatever your
imagination will crave during this
frightful, festive holiday!!
The newest design they have created
 is the Halloween Banner Project!!
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My latest 
Moonlight Journey
DTA Art

All of the art that is shown here was 
created from the new collage sheets
 at Moonlight Journey!


























If you'd like to see more of the
art I created for my
Moonlight Journey Art Page,
please click here:


Want an Extra Treat?
While you are visiting my Art Page,
please, stop by to see the
Spectacular Art Pages
of the other MEMBERS in the
Designer Art Team!!
Click here:

Thanks for visiting my spooky blog
and looking at my art work!
I hope I have inspired you to start
creating your own Moonlight Journey art!!
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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!