ANYTHING GOES
More creepy fun to add to all of the
fabulous creepy art work posted in
this month's Dream In Darkness Challenge!
to join in on our fun!
ANYTHING GOES BUT CUTE
I FOUND THESE TWINCHIES THAT I CREATED
A LONG TIME AGO THAT I THOUGHT WOULD BE
PERFECTLY CREEPY FOR THIS MONTH"S CHALLENGE.
My 2 inch by 2 inch creepy fun!
I enlarged them so you could see the
details in these little pieces of dark art!
Please come and play with us!!
Anything Goes
I am still in the mood
to create some dark vampire art!
Come and play with us in January!
Create some dark art and share it with us!
Click
Here: to join in on our dark fun!!
Credits: Dkerkhof Digital Kit Black Papers, Itkupilli Digital Kit Spiritus Mortis
Come Join Us In The Fun!!
I could not resist participating in this awesome
5 Day Blog Hop,
January 19-23
that is honoring the
late, great, renowned
Mr. Edgar Allen Poe!
Happy Birthday Edgar Allen Poe!!!
January 19, 1809
Leigh Snaith Brunson is hosting this blog hop and
after I read through her post with the directions
on how to join the blog hop, I looked at all of her
amazing designs on her blog.
She adds so much creative detail and beautiful color
to every design she creates. They will naturally
catch your eye and hold it there as you take in every
flourish and flair! I can already tell you that she will
be one of my favorites to follow and someone to
watch for future inspiration.
Check out the LeighSBDesigns Poe collection!!
My dark imagination produced these
Poe art pieces for today's post!
I hope you will stop by and take a quick peek
at my spooky
Edgar Allen Poe
art work
and leave a spooky comment if you will!
ANYTHING GOES
I want you to believe...to believe in things you cannot.
...Bram Stroker Dracula
I'm starting out the New Year with some Dark Dracula Art.
Come and play with us at the Dream In Darkness January Challenge!
IF YOU DARE!!!
Click on the link below to enter the challenge!
http://dreamindarkness.blogspot.fi/2018/01/last-years-stuff-is-this-years-use-by.html
ANYTHING GOES
Click on the link below to come and play with us!
Credits: Itkupilli Digital Kit Spiritus Mortis
BUTTERFLIES
Credits: DKerkhof Dark Papers, Itkupilli Spiritus Mortus
LEAF
Credits: Moonlight Journey Collage Sheets, Eena's Creations Digital Kit Steampunk
Time Flies
Credits: Eenas's Creations: Digital Kit The Alchemist, Digital Kit Dream Big, and Digital Kit Steampunk
LONGING
Credits: Vintage image of woman E-zine.com, background Library of Congress, Angel Wikipedia
Creative Commons
HAUNTED HOUSE
“There had stood a great house in the centre of the gardens, where now was left only that fragment of ruin. This house had been empty for a great while; years before his—the ancient man's—birth. It was a place shunned by the people of the village, as it had been shunned by their fathers before them. There were many things said about it, and all were of evil. No one ever went near it, either by day or night. In the village it was a synonym of all that is unholy and dreadful.”
―
William Hope Hodgson,
The House on the Borderland
Credit: Moonlight Journey Collage Sheets
GHOST
Brown Lady of Raynham Hall
a claimed ghost photograph by Captain Hubert C. Provand.
First published in Country Life magazine, 1936
By Source: Fair use
https://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?curid=26302476, Eena's Creations Digital Kit, Alchemist, Little Girl from Land Of Nod Studio.
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!