"Abandon All Hope Ye Who Enter Here”
From Dante’s Divine Comedy
Swedish Castle Gates
By La Belle Rouge
Dark this night of sinister intentions
who roam the snow capped mountains
like lost wraiths frozen in glacial time.
Clouds dart across veiled face of moon
frenetic helter skelter spirits of dead
Viking warriors sailing torment’s sea.
No golden moon glow to soften fear
only cold pewter beams fall to embrace
a bleak landscape of black and blue.
Haunting songs of wolves echo across
bare peaks, cavernous forested hollows.
What waits for thee within the gates?
Beyond the ornate gates where is forged
Dante’s admonition of the portals of Hell,
“Abandon All Hope, Ye Who Enter Here.”
But enter you will , like the cat who came
to visit but for a night and stayed forever.
Foolish curiosity obliterated her nine lives.
Enter these gates if you dare but beware
housed within these walls, marvels of evil
wonderments of the macabre and malevolent
crouch in shadowed corners ready to spring
with fangs and claws on warm naive flesh
and sate ravenous bloodlust of ancients.
Lecherous Laird and Lady welcome you in
to celebrate Halloween once again
We'll offer hospitality until it hurts
Hospit;lity til it hurts....wow! Now that would be a memory.
I smell this and feel the hair on my arms stand....aughhhhhhhhhhhhh....the anticapation. Good to be back to read your delicious writes again.
Missed you too.
Susan
More macabre, malevolent and haunting...that's what a true Zombie Bride with a nine tails ending with talons whip should be...
Oh yes! yes!! yes!!! welcome to our Castle dumb little worms!
Oh Sweet Sweet delectations anticipating Sweden!!
I’ll be there with wrought iron
& leather bondage of entertainment to those
brave lusting vermin in need of deliverances…
Your words Dear Mistress of The Dark Chambers
Owning Lord EDvard are so perfectly cloaked with
temptations for all to enjoy!
with the depths of darkness as my shroud of hidden spies:
Sincerely Bound By Incantations,
Poetess Victoria...The Dark Pestilence of Romance
Archaic Mistress of Caliginous Temptations
LaBelle,
"...cold pewter beams" sets the tone for this marvellously evocative 'nightpoem'... mistress of the dark and mysterious and threatening and so enticing places that you are. Yes!
There are rumors that Incubus
shortis, deflatus, limpus has
pilfered all the viagra (4 himself)
and he has spiked all the guests drinks
with formaldehyde. I'm glad that I'm still
on Vancouver Island viewing this from a distance.
i concur with the board ... good work!
for a gurl
(-:
r
You are such magic.
I could so picture myself there...trying to read a map to get out...I can barely make it out in the moon beams, but the moon is bright and my heart is beating hard with hope...until I glance at that moon...hoping to get a better angle for it to shine on the map...and as I look at that bright moon...right while I'm watching...a dark cloud extinguishes all light...all hope.
Thanks a lot Belle.
... do you think you could just leave my saucer of milk by the back door?????... on the other hand, maybe I just better take a quick peak through the window... if it looks too scary, prepare to have your curtains shredded!! And better leave plenty of cat litters about if the nerves really get to me...!!!!! Looks like I might be done for... Kurious K xx Smooth, classical Goth, Belle; you wear it with lush dignity and justifiable pride. xx
THE ESSENCE OF EVIL...PRESENTED WITH FINESS. I LOVE IT AND THANKS SO MUCH FOR SHARING. BLESSINGS. JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
Reviewed by Vesna Perkovic (Reader)
Reviewed on October 28, 2009
Love it!!
What can I say..LOVE IT..
am savin' this one..yup you have the knack Belle!
Blessings,
vesna :)
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Reviewed on October 28, 2009
Don't believe I have ever seen Halloween so advertised so far ahead of time as this year / Methinks the goblins are getting restless / VERY nice work here . . .
Grab those side-irons, saddle up and join former Civil War sharpshooter Luther Henry for a ride into pure terror, western-style…think ‘Wild Wild West’ meets ‘The X-Files’.
I smell this and feel the hair on my arms stand....aughhhhhhhhhhhhh....the anticapation. Good to be back to read your delicious writes again.
Missed you too.
Susan
Oh yes! yes!! yes!!! welcome to our Castle dumb little worms!
EDvar
I’ll be there with wrought iron
& leather bondage of entertainment to those
brave lusting vermin in need of deliverances…
Your words Dear Mistress of The Dark Chambers
Owning Lord EDvard are so perfectly cloaked with
temptations for all to enjoy!
with the depths of darkness as my shroud of hidden spies:
Sincerely Bound By Incantations,
Poetess Victoria...The Dark Pestilence of Romance
Archaic Mistress of Caliginous Temptations
"...cold pewter beams" sets the tone for this marvellously evocative 'nightpoem'... mistress of the dark and mysterious and threatening and so enticing places that you are. Yes!
John
shortis, deflatus, limpus has
pilfered all the viagra (4 himself)
and he has spiked all the guests drinks
with formaldehyde. I'm glad that I'm still
on Vancouver Island viewing this from a distance.
i concur with the board ... good work!
for a gurl
(-:
r
I've been here for a weak and I still haven't found the buzzard treats
Buzz
I could so picture myself there...trying to read a map to get out...I can barely make it out in the moon beams, but the moon is bright and my heart is beating hard with hope...until I glance at that moon...hoping to get a better angle for it to shine on the map...and as I look at that bright moon...right while I'm watching...a dark cloud extinguishes all light...all hope.
Thanks a lot Belle.
John
great talent that makes even the macabre and malevolent
inviting. -gene.
((((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. ;D
Quite a dark recipe you've created. Very spell-binding write Dearheart. Friend Always, Paul.
What can I say..LOVE IT..
am savin' this one..yup you have the knack Belle!
Blessings,
vesna :)
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.