The Vampire Slayer


Aggie’s Halloween Poem

Old Drac’s got nothing on sweet little ole me!
Even if he could climb this carpeted tree,
These sharp fangs will make him quake
Much more than that wooden stake.

It’s Your Turn…

If you celebrate Halloween, what’s your favorite memory?


Read-All-About-It_1Bloggers in the news! Read All About It!

Kim Talon just had her first book, Strings and Bones, published. Check it out here and read the sample. I did and now I can’t wait to get my book!

Also, one of my favorite book reviewers, Patricia of Patricia’s Wisdom will be putting up a review of Kim’s book on Friday.

I’m also a bit late on announcing that….

Linda, Roses to Rainbows, has redone her site. Check it out.

Chris Edgar released Part 2 of his animated musical, Steve’s Quest. The video is fun to watch:~)


A Face Off with Life

Sometimes life is a boxer with gloved hands.
It knocks you down and dances around you, laughing.
It dares you to pull yourself back up again.
You lie on the rough mat, beaten and exhausted.
Life slaps the mat.
You hear the count.
One. Two. Three. Four.
The seconds tick off.

Sometimes it’s doubt that holds you down,
Making it harder to get up.
Your throat stings with failure, you taste weakness.
You don’t know what to do because you feel despair.
Your heart pumps it.
You cough it up.
The seconds tick off.
Five. Six. Seven. Eight.

Sometimes it’s faith that lifts you up,
Making it easier to be strong.
Your soul fills with spirit, you taste courage.
You know what to do because you have hope.
Your hand grips it.
You drink it down.
The seconds tick off
The count is nine.

Sometimes you are a boxer with gloved hands.
You climb back up and dance around life, laughing.
You dare it to knock you down again.
You stand on the rough mat, revived and confident.
Life tosses its gloves.
The count is over.
Your words are taunting,
“See you next time.”

We all have moments when we feel beaten and exhausted by a round with life. We can choose how we face off with life’s challenges – let them knock us down for the count or use our courage and faith to pull ourselves back up again.

As Roger Crawford said, “Being challenged in life is inevitable, being defeated is optional.”

Care to Share?

When you faced off with one of life’s challenges, what did you do to get back into the fight?

New Blogger Alert

Guess what? Linda, From Roses to Rainbows, announced recently her husband, Jim, has started his own blog. He’s a very funny man. I think you’ll like his posts:~) I encourage you to stop by and welcome him to the blogging community.

The teller’s lore of the cellar’s door

(Best read out loud:~)

I am the cellar door
I have many rusty locks
Open me and hell or more
Will strip you down to your socks

I am the cellar door
I have unique secrets you see
Until the dweller poor
Opened me with the aged key

I am the cellar door
I possess such a mighty gale
From my propeller four
That fool became a coffin nail

Someone, close the damn cellar door.

image courtesy of Thor Carlson
(via Flickr Creative Commons)

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This short poem is written based on the prompt: So “cellar door” and a propeller… use either or both to craft your piece. Happy writing!

Stained Glass: A Poem Challenge

Colors in sunlight
Shining through broken glass shards
Creating mind stories


Your challenge is this:
Tell us what your creative mind
Sees in stained glass

p.s. you get extra credit if you write your comment as a haiku. Keep in mind, what I wrote isn’t TRUE haiku, especially the second verse. I cheated and so, you have my permission to cheat as well, but do keep to the syllable count of 5-7-5. If you need help with this, go here. :~)