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With a rake I spread the last embers of the bonfire like fiery butter and I stand basking, gazing down into a sky-full of red stars
Christmas lights brightly jewel the frosty fence in morning calm — a car with one lone dawn soldier passes by, leaving only drifting steam that curls slowly, lovingly, above that diadem of colored star-bright gems.
Pine cones leaning, standing, sitting buddha-like along the path — monuments to beetles, whole planets to fleas, menorah-like jewels to my own eye. I can’t get over how they wait. So quiet here in the still woods. On what secret do … Continue reading
Wind rolls through these leaves in long exhalations as Atlas labors at the wheel that turns the seasons — now from the last gleam of summer into full autumn. Leaves in maples reflect fires in the furnace that fuels this … Continue reading
Listen to Dance Macabre, it really is a wonderful, evocative piece. About the composition Danse Macabre (by Camille Saint-Saëns) Danse Macabre (the Poem) On Youtube Danse Macabre – Saint-Saëns National Philharmonic Orchestra An English translation of the poem upon which … Continue reading
The orange gourd rattles in a spectral sky Shadowed shrouds of mist from icy fields fly Heaven’s hollow dome coldly echoes a strange cry Dreams once hopeful wingless by dark stones lie. _________________ by Kevin Trammel
A modest recipe for Halloween (from a previous post). Crème Du Halloween by Kevin Trammel One gob pickled innards, Ten drops black bat glop, An ooze of dead men’s gizzards— Stir, pour, and chop. Add a pinch of spider’s eyes, … Continue reading
Long purple fingers of creeping mist Black trees before an orange moon list Warmth and light of day could not resist Entranced all fall toward a shadow tryst. ____________________________ by Kevin Trammel
“Eat some candy– THINK OF DEATH.” -Caitlin Doughty WEBSITE: http://www.orderofthegooddeath.com
Red demons by a roaring fire leap Gathering power outside the sleeping town’s keep Summoning Hell’s hounds from caverns deep Readied now to scythe and reap. ______________________________ by Kevin Trammel
Hallowe’en Rhapsody by Kevin Trammel Written while listening to Tartini’s Devil’s Trill The Devil crouches low in the dry moonless field and watches with wide black eyes the dim lights of the house in the wood. Plucking foxtail from his … Continue reading
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“One night, in the year 1713 I dreamed I had made a pact with the devil for my soul. Everything went as I wished: my new servant anticipated my every desire. Among other things, I gave him my violin to … Continue reading
Haunted Irish Pub in Seattle. “Before Kells Irish Pub in Seattle became a charming family-run bar, it served as a waiting room for the afterlife — a mortuary purpose-built to handle [a] flood of dead bodies produced by plague, mining … Continue reading
lamplike autumn trees tower — ghosts travel leaf-strewn passages