Each night father fills me with dread
As he sits at the foot of my bed
I don’t mind that he speaks
In gibbers and squeaks
But for seventeen years he’s been dead.
– Edward Gorey
– The Gashlycrumb Tinies: An Edward Gorey Animation
– “Her Strong Enchantments Failing” by A.E. Houseman
– “The Vampire” by Madison Julius Cawein
Categories: Poetry and Prose
Delightfully creepy, sweetie. Keep ’em coming! 🙂
Fantastic! Except for that pic, which is horrifying.
My work here is done, darling. 😉
Gorey Kills! Just started this blog thing, and your site brings a huge smile to my face.
Awww, thanks soulmining! Come by and visit any time. 🙂
Is this a Catholic joke?
Reply hazy, try again.
I love those little twisty creepy poems. Hurray!