Happy Halloween!

The day is here! Happy Halloween, Happy Samhain, and Happy Day of the Dead!

And happy birthday to greenhoodloxley, who showed very good taste in being born this day. May you have a wonderful birthday and many, many more!


Just call me FrankenPumpkin...

You Are

A Franken Pumpkin Face You would make a good deformed pumpkin.

What's Your Pumpkin Face?

And now, for the poem I saved just for today. The very last lines are my favorites.

( The steeples are white in the wild moonlight, )

So here again stretch the vale and plain
That moons long-forgotten saw,
And the dead leap gay in the pallid ray,
Sprung out of the tomb's black maw
To shake all the world with awe.

And all that the morn shall greet forlorn,
The ugliness and the pest
Of rows where thick rise the stones and brick,
Shall some day be with the rest,
And brood with the shades unblest.

Then wild in the dark let the lemurs bark,
And the leprous spires ascend;
For new and old alike in the fold
Of horror and death are penned,
For the hounds of Time to rend.

"Hallowe'en in a Suburb" by H. P. Lovecraft