Ghost of 2006

May you shed the old ghosts of 2006 and conjure up new ones!

Happy New Year

~ElizaDeath

Princes of the Tower

We were young,
Ill protected,
Rightfully Kings.

And in the care of relatives-

Our little bones
Found mysteriously,
Under the staircase.

Rest in peace, Edward and Richard

~ElizaDeath

You've got Mail!

It's as simple as getting a postcard,
These greetings from the dearly departed.
This spirit mail never stops,
Constantly looking for a mailbox that's open.
And for those of you who care to know...
Your messages are piling up!

~ElizaDeath

Santa's Surprise

Carefully placed, was the last gift, under the last Christmas tree. Finally, Santa would be able to go home for a well needed rest - But first a cookie and a sip of milk to sustain him on his journey back to the North Pole...

Return of the Robber Baron

You thought they were gone -
A thing of the past.
These Barons that steal,
Your life for cash.
They'll work you to death,
And then take your soul,
For them it's just pocket change -
Luxury's Toll.

~ ElizaDeath

ElizaDeath's Birthday

Key Events

Thinking that there is a key -
meaning to it all .
With just the right knowledge,
perhaps near to grasp.

Oh, your Human mind,
Of one dimension only -
Can never understand
the complexity of existence.

~ElizaDeath theory

Freeze

You'll never realize that your freezing to death.
You sit out in the cold thinking of warmth,
While your limbs have lost all feeling.
Through windows you peer into the houses of the loved,
As ice crystals form on your cheeks.
The last part to freeze is your heart,
Although it has been cold long before this.

~ElizaDeath

Energy Imprint

In the energy that surrounds,
An equal mix of light and dark.

In the vibrations, there are many paths
That consciously choose -

Blame the Devils
Or bless the Angels.

~ElizaDeath

Mothman 1897

For much longer than your stories,
In all your myths and all your legends.
I've exceeded the wearing of time,
the turn of centuries.

With vision beyond the eyes of humans,
I perch among the highest of vibrations.
For I am one among many -
A messenger of death.

~ElizaDeath translation for Indrid Cold

X mas X

And yet another holiday not to be called "Christmas". You may say "Glad tidings" or "Blessed Winter" but do not utter the "Ch" word. This, coming from the politically correct spin machine, when in reality the Merry Makers couldn't care less.

Pucker up - your standing under the Mistle Toe!

~ElizaDeath

Santa is coming...

"you better watch out..."

The Key

And as you leave the comfort of your cemetery bed,
Go out into that world for curiosity of things that change,
Or rekindle with the things that have stayed the same.
Pause only for a moment - stay never too long,
For the key back home is easily misplaced.

~ElizaDeath

Ghostly Pair

All the while
When bells ring,
And Tears fall-
Only those with Sense
Will know we are here.

~ElizaDeath

Joseph

In this wayward child,
The evil grows-
Down this spiral of madness,
Is the calling of crows.


~ElizaDeath

I sit here thinking of words to say,
and it just seems pointless.

The tide of darkness is here once again,
And I will try not to care.

~ElizaDeath

After the Carnival

After the Harvest Carnival
All that was left was a barren field-
Dusty dirt, trampled popcorn boxes
And Circus animal droppings.

Ah, but there is treasure among the trash.

And as fate would have it,
A damning piece of evidence
for authorities on the case.

Found is the diary of Banjo the clown.
Complete with a burial map
Of all the missing persons.

~ElizaDeath

Secrets Kept

A cautionary warning for those who seek,
Constant knowing of things to come.

Of the secrets you want to know,
Some better unseen - Best untold.

Sometimes cruel or completely unjust,
Fate is always the way it will be.

~ElizaDeath

Quiet Whispers

On breathless whispers,
Are the calls from ancestors-

To quiet the mourning weeps,
Quiet the shovels in dirt,
Quiet the rattling bones.

We do not miss our memories
Of the living as we pass
Into deep, misty realms.

This translucent dimension,
A passage through time,
Where all wounds are healed.

~ElizaDeath

In the Smoke

Look closely into the smoke
and you shall see,
the true nature of things-

~ElizaDeath

Damn it all!

I do what I know is right,
I try to stay positive,
And constantly strive to be my best-
Ultimately it is my responsibility.

But damn it all,
If this isn't Hell-
As there is a devil,
constantly pulling me down.

~ElizaDeath

Sit back and contemplate...

As you sit back and contemplate, or pray-
The evil lurks - it seeps in knowing,
That all prayers aren't answered.

Sit back and do as you've always done -
And arbitrarily argue,
That your method is what
"He" would want.

~ElizaDeath

The Veil

On this day the veil between worlds is thin and vague,
As most preoccupy with candy and costumes,
There are some of us who truly listen-
To the gentle whispers, and subtle hellos,
From relatives lost, long ago.

~ ElizaDeath

Flying Devil

A midnight walk
On Hallow's eve,
Should you dare
Venture into the night:

He looks for those,
Out on their own
Who show no fear-
Those who tread
Carelessly into the night.

And before you know it,
He'll fast approach,
And drag you off
To the Hell under ground.

~ElizaDeath

Burn Baby, Burn

In this book,
the ritual is to burn-
To apease the Gods,
Burn the things we love,
Burn everything in sight-
For when the Gods are happy,
They keep ill fate from us.

We may no longer have
anything dear to the heart-
But we've saved ourselves
from lives of ruin.

Spider Master

Come to me, my silk spinning children,
For I have a task gruesome in nature:

Let the moon guide your way
through cracks and crevices,
To the list of souls
Who've crossed my path.

Into sleep filled rooms,
Our victims slumber,
Their parted lips give way
To passages and chambers.

As your Spider Master,
heed my command
to cob-up the insides
and lay your eggs.

~ElizaDeath

Stay Asleep!

,

When you wake, long before dawn
There is a feeling, all is wrong
The room has changed
from when you slept -
A scuffling - A rustling
at the end of your bed.
Try as you can, not to move
For if it finds, you are awake,
You'll surely meet a hellish fate

~ElizaDeath

Angel

As in life - As in death
There is always One
He who watches - protects
For living call it The Guardian
The others - their Angel of Death

~ElizaDeath

Burden of Knowing

Oh these vague visions!
How I smell the phantom smoke and hear the calling of Ravens
I see the apparitions of bricks and dirt
yet they are as useful as random
pieces to a puzzle I've never seen
Feelings of fear, panic and sorrow overwhelm
All for what? The spirits that want to avert?
Just because I dare to see does not mean I should look
So, a message to the powers that are,
There is no point in showing me the things
I cannot nor should not change

~ElizaDeath

Death Ghost

Perhaps this eve or maybe next
Forever in dreams, you will not rest
As dark clocks chime
I begin to roam
taking souls for my own
Death of Night under sheets
for prayer-less sleepers,
I shall meet


~ElizaDeath

Punch Drunk

To own this original


With a swivel in his swagger
and a slurring of the swazzle
Punch quite drunk
wretchedly at his best

~ElizaDeath

Unto Me

Fly unto me all ye lost, unguided souls
For the time is now to shed the
mindless existence of rattling chains
and guttural moans
Fear not, for I'll grant you reprieve
on All Hallows night, let you return
to commence thee fright

~ElizaDeath

Tea with the Reaper

"make time for the little things in life. Perhaps start a collection or take up a hobby" he said adding another lump of sweetness to the horribly bitter tea. Tea, perhaps made of tree bark and moss but I dare not complain. "This meeting is but a friendly bit of advice" he smiled pointing to the coat hook that held scythe and shroud.

And I could empathize how a reaper would rarely have a guest for tea. So I showed no fear and complimented him on his exquisite Fiesta Collection.

~ElizaDeath

The legend of Black Shall

On this eve every year
Eleven bells ring - the tide rolls in
Lifeless eyes scan the horizon
til misty storms appears on shore
The salt of tears and sinking aft
For this pirate fate and widow path

~ElizaDeath

The spirits that roam

As quiet as the night, the spirits roam
Up and down the rows of graves
keeping tallies of all who have come and gone

While others rest, some chose an active after-life
Visiting the places they were once fond of
holding on to the small details that have stayed the same

reminisce they will,
until they no longer recognize the living world

~ElizaDeath

Hob Goblin

want to own this card?

Out in the forest lives a goblin
like no other goblin, he is a "Hob"
As to what a Hob truly is, no one can say
But to be a Hob is the highest of pedigree
revered quite gobliny - what ever that may be.

On Halloween night gather under moon,
they dance and jig about the patch
And when they find the perfect pumpkin
they offer it up to the goblin that is Hob


There is no explaining the ways of the weird
that in a goblins life lanterns are dear.


Happy Friday the 13th!!

~ElizaDeath

Vs.

Of his path disfunct
Turbulence and mayhem follow
Black heart full of hollow
and such a cad, not on the level
Mr. Punch what have you done
For once again it's you versus the Devil

~ElizaDeath

Oh, Tricker Treater!

Quick Tricker Treater, get on home
the moon is full and the ghouls do roam
Sweets in your basket- run like a wheel
Wolfman's hungry lookin' for a meal

~ElizaDeath

Truly See

Down through the ceiling the energies flow
sparkle light orbs flash and glow

peripheral vision knows what's there-
all while the mind tries to comprehend

Trust your heart and not your head
while actually seeing spirits of the dead

~ElizaDeath

Cemetery Bones

Under stones
Rattling bones
Through the dirt
Soul's unearthed
Condense the dust
and don the shroud
To haunt about
this hallowed ground

~ElizaDeath

Trouble

Here's a little watercolor ACEO I did purely out of entertainment.
If this doesn't make you laugh then consider the following:

Are there Vampire Orthodontists?
Why are Vampire women always so busty?
How do Vampires get the blood stains out of their clothes?

Pumpkin Ogre

On Hallows night do remember
for all the carvings - Ogre henchmen
Least you keep the candles bright
or suffer horrid veggie fright

~ElizaDeath

Legend Maker

Under Harvest Moon
Urban legends are born
Rural minds
conjure fearful scorn
Stern leather
the face of Paw-Paw
holds mischievous fun
and frightful laughter

~ElizaDeath

Among the stones and gate

A quiet hush falls among the stones and gate
A feeling of sadness - A feeling of peace
Tense statues set to protect,
although nothing can readily be done

As this is a scared space -
The burial grounds of ancestors
Our proof of love and respect

And these monuments are for the eyes
Comfort for the still beating heart
As mourning is only for the living

If you could ignore the guilt
If you would quiet your soul
You could let yourself truly see-

And you would know that I am here
Comforting you

~ElizaDeath

Featured Poet!!!!

Just a break from the poetry for an ElizaDeath update...

Check out my featured poem over at Gothic Review

My site was accepted to Crypt Crawl

And here's the latest piece of art to go up for Auction

Spooky Hallow!!!

I am determined to get Adobe Photoshop to submit to my will!

And apparently it's working because I kept clicking on all the buttons and eventually got the above picture. I know there is a help menu but I don't want to read - I want to click. I want to click, click, double-click and have everything turn out the way I want.

I must make note that the background picture is Captain Jack's excellent photography and the top layer is one of my drawing.

Inspiration: Check out Julie Miller's Vintage Fictions.

Cloister Bell

Long past midnight
shall never I sleep
as a promise
I intend to keep

Through the courtyard
of weeping dew
I am this Cloister
of cold Masons stone

The eternal percussionist
ringer of bell
for those underfoot
and the rest in hell

~ElizaDeath

Keepers

Regardless...

We will come down from the Heavens and
release your soul from the wrappings of linen

Brighter than Suns our eyes see clean
of the tarnish and blight that exists only to men

Regardless...

We will comfort with feathered embrace
even if all the ceremonies are not performed
even if the name is not carved in Onyx

Regardless...

We will journey to the placid after-life

~ElizaDeath

Remedy

Oh my husband of far too long
Tis your temper that makes you ill
Quickly forget this tiff of ours
- relax for but a moment
And as a dutiful wife,
I shall fix you some tea

~ElizaDeath