R.I.P. Challenge Wrap Up

RIP8main400I can’t believe it’s time to wrap up the R.I.P. challenge. It can’t be, I still have more spooky books to read! Well, I’m happy to report that I completed my challenge. I signed up for Peril the Second for which I read Dracula by Bram Stoker and Delia’s Shadow by Jamie Lee Moyer and I also read several short stories from The Big Book of Ghost Stories.

I enjoyed my reads a lot (one of them is going to be a favorite of the year I’m sure) and I just wanted to say a big thank you to Carl V. for hosting this wonderful challenge. Can’t wait to do it again!

Now Halloween is here and I plan to visit a poetry haunted house. Isn’t that great? I’m too scared to visit a real one so this is perfect. I hope you enjoy the tour and if you are too scared to visit here’s a Halloween poem for you:

Lamia (Left to herself)
By John Keats

Left to herself, the serpent now began
To change; her elfin blood in madness ran,
Her mouth foam’d, and the grass, therewith besprent,
Wither’d at dew so sweet and virulent;
Her eyes in torture fix’d, and anguish drear,
Hot, glaz’d, and wide, with lid-lashes all sear,
Flash’d phosphor and sharp sparks, without one cooling tear.
The colours all inflam’d throughout her train,
She writh’d about, convuls’d with scarlet pain:
A deep volcanian yellow took the place
Of all her milder-mooned body’s grace;
And, as the lava ravishes the mead,
Spoilt all her silver mail, and golden brede;
Made gloom of all her frecklings, streaks and bars,
Eclips’d her crescents, and lick’d up her stars:
So that, in moments few, she was undrest
Of all her sapphires, greens, and amethyst,
And rubious-argent: of all these bereft,
Nothing but pain and ugliness were left.

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