Midnight

Black night
Drained of life
Left for dead

Very faint
Beating heart
Brutal fate

Awakening
Hunter's world
Frail no more

~ElizaDeath

Cleanse

Wicked woman
There's evil in this village
You must confess
Your pact with the devil

Never mind your generous cures
Nor the good deeds done
You're odd and peculiar
A Pagan most unclean

Holy crucible
Our pious obsession
To clean your soul
Regardless what it truly holds

Light the torches
Hot and bright
A religious frenzy
Burning all in sight

~ElizaDeath

Tea for a Guest

Please come for tea
Said the host to the guest
It's been a while since
We've had just a rest

Although you've been here
Nearly everyday
It's usually an errand
That sets me out of my way

To borrow things
You never return
Requests of favors
You surely are full

So just for today
Lets talk of friendship
And sip a cup
Of good ol' Arsenic

~ElizaDeath

Thieves!

Shroud of darkness
Shovels and earth
Newly buried
Corpse of worth

Crack the casket
Expose the head
To hook the chin
And raise the dead

~ElizaDeath

Lunatic

Bats in the belfry
The moon is hung high
Taking some pills
To smooth out the ride

Bells in the distance
Fog fills the room
This haywire brain
Electric stew
~ElizaDeath

Wayward Fairies

Deep in the forest soft and sound
There are fairies to be found
Wild and wondrous these creatures are
Twinkle bright just like stars
Some are jubilant; constant grin
While others fancy pints of gin

~ElizaDeath

Tower Wall

For Illustration Friday: Opposites


In the tower all is not safe
Midnight hour unleashed the wraith
Turned her back, went to bed
Unaware the eyes of red
Easy for him to climb the wall
Oblivious to her death will call

~ElizaDeath

Those crazy gypsies!

In my purse
A gypsy curse
Scribbled page
Unleash my rage

Cloud of shame
bestowed on you
rest assured
I know your through!

~ElizaDeath

Summoned forth
Great beam of light
Consecutive dreams
On endless nights

To sleep like never before
My living days no more
As the bugs do feast
I now rest in peace

~ElizaDeath

Palmist

mixed media collage - joy eliz

Give me your hand
And I shall see
What fate holds for thee

A long life?
A passionate lover?
Perhaps death by this summer

Either way
Trust what I say
It's not what I think
But a true psychic link

~ElizaDeath

Bloody Mary

Face the mirror brave and bold
Say thrice name of the soul
If you dare a legend vary
Fearsome spirit Bloody Mary

~ElizaDeath

Victorian Offspring

Rampant offspring are abound
As half of all are struck down
Us small children God has made
For diseases that shall plague
Doctors help is no use
As sickness falls like a noose

~ElizaDeath

Triskaidekaphobia

ATC

Unlucky brings
Number thirteen
Avoidance of it
A survival must
Or a life of ruin
A fate of dust

~ElizaDeath

Gypsy Fortune

"I see a strong and handsome man coming into your life at a time when you are lost. It is as if you are aimlessly adrift and lonely when he enters the picture. It is love from the beginning - you'll be hooked. He will rescue you at a time when you need it most."

I also see someone owning an orange scarf - one of significance...

~ ElizaDeath

In case you're wondering, she was Sacrificed to the lake!

Signed, ElizaDeath

Let the night fold me into her arms
The darkness closes in comfort
I am separated from all
As angels sing with starry eyes

~ElizaDeath

Just like us

You must be wary or be fooled
For they are on a hunt for food
Just like us they smile and greet
But only for your bloody meat

~ElizaDeath

Sometimes...

Some time ago I had made a happy Spirit Doll. Happy indeed! For a while now I had wanted to make a dark spirit doll for ElizaDeath. Always on the back burner though I had nearly all the ingredients to complete it.

Being that my parents were in town last week they are always really helpful in motivating me and so the project was brought to a roaring boil.

I finished my doll and as if it weren't creepy enough my Dad (Scarecrow) found a metal cross so that I could hang it on my studio wall.

Every time I look up from my PC it's staring at me with it's beady little eyes.

Sometimes I creep myself out...god! I love it when that happens!

Check out the little gift my Dad sent after he left.

Keeping Secrets

Inspiration: Vatican Secret Archives

Nap

Illustration Friday: Skyline

Take no comfort, tis only a nap

~ElizaDeath

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