Beautiful Annabel Lee

Art Creation Challenge #61

{made with Adobe Photoshop.  I followed this tutorial by abduzeedo}

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Annabel Lee - Edgar Allan Poe

It was many and many a year ago,

In a kingdom by the sea,

That a maiden there lived whom you may know

By the name of Annabel Lee;

And this maiden she lived with no other thought

Than to love and be loved by me.

I was a child and she was a child,

In this kingdom by the sea:

But we loved with a love that was more than love -

I and my Annabel Lee;

With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven

Coveted her and me.

And this was the reason that, long ago,

In this kingdom by the sea,

A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling

My beautiful Annabel Lee;

So that her high-born kinsmen came

And bore her away from me,

To shut her up in a sepulchre

In this kingdom by the sea.

The angels, not half so happy in heaven,

Went envying her and me -

Yes! that was the reason (as all men know,

In this kingdom by the sea)

That the wind came out of the cloud one night,

Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.

But our love it was stronger by far than the love

Of those who were older than we -

Of many far wiser than we -

And neither the angels in heaven above,

Nor the demons down under the sea,

Can ever dissever my soul from the soul

Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;

For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams

Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;

And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes

Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;

And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side

Of my darling -my darling -my life and my bride,

In the sepulchre there by the sea -

In her tomb by the sounding sea. 

Happy Valentines Day to everyone!

Ladybird, Ladybird

I have had to remove several of these cute little beetles from my house this week. The Ladybird naturally finds places to hold up in the winter, and I suppose a warm house is an ideal location. I found this one in my bedroom this morning begging to be photographed. In Italy, it is said by some that if a ladybird flies into one's bedroom, it is considered good luck.

House of Scorpio

Let confusion be the design
and all my thoughts go,
swallowed by desire: recess
from promises in
the November of your arms.
Release from the rose: broken
reeds, strawpale,
through which, from easy
branches that mock the blood
a few leaves fall. There
the mind is cradled,
stripped also and returned
to the ground, a trivial
and momentary clatter. Sleep
and be brought down, and so
condone the world, eased of
the jagged sky and all
its petty imageries, flying
birds, its fogs and windy
phalanxes . . .
- William Carlos Williams, Design for November

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Astrological Signs: Scorpio, Sagittarius.
Spirits: Banshees and other beings who carry messages between worlds.
Herbs: Ginger, hops, wormwood, hussop, patchouli, mugwort, nutmeg, star anise.
Colors: Black, white, purple.
Flowers: White lily, dahlia, chrysanthemum.
Scents: Rosemary, dragons blood, lilac, pine, wisteria.
Stones: Topaz, obsidian, onyx, Apache tear.
Trees: Pine, cypress, yew, elder.
Animals: Bat, wolf, sow, dog, snake (although this seems a little illogical as most snakes tend to begin going into winter hibernation around about this time of the year).
Birds: Owls, raven, falcon.
(from Mystical World Wide Web)


Ps. November is my birth month, as well as my two girls birth month.

A Scarecrow Romance

Billie took her hand
Millie blushed
He promised to love her forever
She vowed to be true

Together now,
forever inseparable

Wordless #6

"The Katydid, so boisterous last night,
Clinging, inverted, in uneasy poise..." -
A Summer Afternoon by James Whitcomb Riley

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Intermezzo

As I sit here it is pouring outside and I'm watching the light-show just outside my window. I actually love the sound of rain and thunder at night, it comforts me.

Rain Is Falling

Blinding streaks of light
Fill the sky tonight
Thunder cracks
My heart pounds
I open my window wide
Cool mist hits my face
I breath in deep
The scent is intoxicating
Water flows from the Heavens
A gift from the Gods
Streaming down my window
Hypnotized
Mesmerized
My eyes are growing heavy
I am drifting away