Happy Halloween!!

Happy Halloween Boils & Ghouls!!

p.s. because someone asked, my daughters are dressing up as Wonder Woman & a bunny :)

Musique: Thriller

The Raven

By: Edgar Allen Poe
First published in January, 1845
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore--
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door--
"'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door--
               Only this and nothing more."

Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December;
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow;--vainly I had sought to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow--sorrow for the lost Lenore--
For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore--
               Nameless here for evermore.

And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple curtain
Thrilled me--filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;
So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating,
"'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door--
Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door;--
               This it is and nothing more."

Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,
"Sir," said I, "or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;
But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,
And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,
That I scarce was sure I heard you"--here I opened wide the door;----
               Darkness there and nothing more.

Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,
Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before;
But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token,
And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, "Lenore?"
This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, "Lenore!"--
               Merely this and nothing more.

Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning,
Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before.
"Surely," said I, "surely that is something at my window lattice;
Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore--
Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore;--
               'Tis the wind and nothing more!"

Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter,
In there stepped a stately Raven of the saintly days of yore;
Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he;
But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door--
Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door--
                Perched, and sat, and nothing more.

Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,
By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore,
"Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art sure no craven,
Ghastly grim and ancient Raven wandering from the Nightly shore--
Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!"
               Quoth the Raven "Nevermore."

Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly,
Though its answer little meaning--little relevancy bore;
For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being
Ever yet was blest with seeing bird above his chamber door--
Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door,
               With such name as "Nevermore."

But the Raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only
That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour.
Nothing further then he uttered--not a feather then he fluttered--
Till I scarcely more than muttered "Other friends have flown before--
On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before."
               Then the bird said "Nevermore."

Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken,
"Doubtless," said I, "what it utters is its only stock and store
Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful Disaster
Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore--
Till the dirges of his Hope that melancholy burden bore
               Of 'Never--nevermore.'"

But the Raven still beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,
Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird, and bust and door;
Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking
Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore--
What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt and ominous bird of yore
               Meant in croaking "Nevermore."

This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing
To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core;
This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining
On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamp-light gloated o'er,
But whose velvet violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er,
               She shall press, ah, nevermore!

Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer
Swung by Seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor.
"Wretch," I cried, "thy God hath lent thee--by these angels he hath sent thee
Respite--respite and nepenthe, from thy memories of Lenore;
Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe and forget this lost Lenore!"
               Quoth the Raven "Nevermore."

"Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil!--prophet still, if bird or devil!--
Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore,
Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted--
On this home by Horror haunted--tell me truly, I implore--
Is there--is there balm in Gilead?--tell me--tell me, I implore!"
               Quoth the Raven "Nevermore."

"Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil--prophet still, if bird or devil!
By that Heaven that bends above us--by that God we both adore--
Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn,
It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore--
Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore."
                Quoth the Raven "Nevermore."

"Be that word our sign in parting, bird or fiend!" I shrieked, upstarting--
"Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore!
Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken!
Leave my loneliness unbroken!--quit the bust above my door!
Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!"
               Quoth the Raven "Nevermore."

And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming,
And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
               Shall be lifted--nevermore!
{source} {second photo by me. ©KizzyDoll. All Rights reserved}


  1. All very creepy... I love it!

    Amd I love Poe.

  2. Spooky! I remember (and it really is a long time ago...) "The Alan Parsons Project" having written some music to "The Raven"... pretty cool I thought back then. The pictures are great, Happy Halloween!

    PS: Thanks so much for your lovely and supportive comments, they mean a lot to me. Hope you have a great day and Monday isn't too hard ;-) xo

  3. love the pics! happy halloween ;) ♥

  4. Fabulous all the photos!!!! I really like that one of Pivovarova :)



  5. great photos!! am feeling suitably spooky now.x

  6. Fun photos. I bet they'll be so cute. Happy Halloween!


  7. Great selection of photos here, have a great Halloween as well! Sounds like it's going to be a lot of fun, Wonder Woman's and a bunny will look an interesting pair, have fun. :)

  8. Oh, I just love this post! Filled with some of my favorite images. :)

    Happy Halloween!


  9. Brill! Love them to bits!
    Your posts are always fantastic.
    Hope you have a great time tonight
    (house ready with treats for later).
    x Joy :)

  10. Great selection of photos really creepy.. all set for Halloween now x

  11. Kizzy, LOVE the works of Edgar Allan Poe! And these pics are SPOOK-tacular girl! Ohhhh, they really get you. HAHAHA Those are some great moments from the very best classic horror flicks. Happy Halloween!!! And your daughters are going to look adorable. Thanks for your well wishes too. I can't wait to get the procedure done and over with. ((HUG))

  12. What a great post!!! Love all the pictures and also getting dress for tonight.Visit my blog too. If you like it we can follow each other.Kisses from ww.stylepicture.blogspot.com

  13. Happy Halloween Kizzy, hope you and your daughters have some fun! Booooooo-hoooooo!

  14. great scary halloween inspirations
    Always following
    The Dolls Factory

  15. Fabulous post - happy halloween!

  16. I just adore this post! That prose, forgotten how beautiful and haunting it is, and of course that black cat photo--fabulous! I had 3 black cats in a row and dearly miss them!

    xo Mary Jo

  17. Happy Halloween, sweetie! Now this is one fantastic and spooky post. I love it! Hope you're having fun today :) xoxo

  18. absolutely love all these photos!!


  19. seriously all of these images gave me chills!
    brilliant selection but still too spooky for me haha!
    Happy Halloween.

    Abigail x

  20. Thanks for following mu blog,I´m following you back of course.Kisses from www.stylepicture.blogspot.com

  21. eh i'm kinda sad halloween is almost over!!! but thanksgiving is next!! hehe food.

  22. Scary pics ! Hope you had a perfect halloween :)

    Kisses <3


  23. LOVELY scary post Kizzy - I LOVE it - and how cute wonder woman and a bunny :) Happy halloween hon,

  24. FANTASTIC POST. Sorry I missed it yesterday on Halloween. It takes me back. I was always so afraid as a child and now I am less afraid and more inclined to scare others. The cat near the grave is beautiful and the photo by you is amazing. Love it all Kizzy doll. Dawn Suitcase Vignettes xo

  25. wow! this is very interesting and absolutley fantastic pictures! i will share this on my google+ account hope its ok!


  26. Lovely pics! :) Edgar Allan Poe is my favorite author. When I wanted to get a tattoo in homage of him, but didn't want to do portraits, I got a raven engraved in my skin instead...That cat-room looks like a nice place to live, by the way :) xx

  27. And now you really have stolen my heart in a bloggy kind of way because this is my favourite poem!


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