#BadMoonRising – Post 4 Featuring (ahem) Marcia Meara

October 4, 2021October 4, 2021 / Marcia Meara / 7 Comments

It’s Day 4 of Teri Polen’s wonderful Bad Moon Rising series, and yep–today, I’M the featured guest. The post features Harbinger, the 3rd book in my Wake-Robin Ridge series, and I hope you’ll drop by to check out both the excerpt from that and my answers to Teri’s quiz. See you there!

Check out my Bad Moon Rising contribution HERE
Enjoy!
(And please feel free to share with the Immediate World! 😊 )

#BadMoonRising – Post 3 Featuring John F. Leonard

October 3, 2021 / Marcia Meara / 4 Comments

Another fabulously creepy (and very interesting) Bad Moon Rising post today, folks, featuring author John F. Leonard. Trust me, you’ll want to read every word of the post, and then check out the featured book. (I know I did!)

Head on Over to Read John F. Leonard’s post HERE

ENJOY!

#BadMoonRising Post 1 Featuring Sue Rovens

October 1, 2021October 1, 2021 / Marcia Meara / 4 Comments

It’s that time of year again, folks–frost on the pumpkin, a chill in the air, and Teri Polen’s fabulous Bad Moon Rising series. Trust me–you really don’t want to miss a single one of these fun and spooky posts!

Today’s guest is author Sue Rovens, and you can read Sue’s post HERE.

Enjoy!

#ThorsDaySmile – #Halloween Edition

October 26, 2017 / Marcia Meara / 22 Comments

BOO!
😀

And one more, just because I think spiders are about as scary as it gets!

Campfire Ghosts – Happy Halloween #2

October 31, 2015 / Marcia Meara / 11 Comments

Dark clouds
Hide the silver light
From his wide-eyed gaze.
Night reigns
In blackest glory,
Held at bay only
By the orange firelight.
The trees are gone,
Lost in gloom.
Everywhere,
A wall of black,
Except within
The fire’s warm
Circle.

Sparks rise up,
Twisting high
Until they disappear,
Lost in the darkness,
Only to be followed
By legions more.

Whippoorwills call,
And foxes bark,
And the night settles like
A blanket over all.

Grilled food
Is gobbled down,
Leaving behind only
The sweet scorched
Scent of burnt
Marshmallow.
He wears a smile
Dressed in melted chocolate,
And licks his sticky fingers
Clean.

The air turns cooler,
As day is forgotten,
And jewel-bright embers
Glow in heaps of ash.
He’s waited as long
As a young boy can.
Shivering, he asks,
Is it time?

A warm arm
Pulls him close,
Holding him safe,
And he asks again.
Is it time now, dad?

Yes, says his father,
His voice a deep
Familiar comfort
In the ink-dark night.
Yes, I believe it is.
Let me see,
Shall I tell you
A new one?

Will it have
Clacking bones
And eyes that glow?
Will there be cold wind
Whistling through trees,
And bats swooping,
And owls calling?

Of course, says his dad.
All of that, I’m sure,
For isn’t that what
You love the most?

Oh, yes, he sighs,
Safe and warm,
Eyes growing heavy
And sleep close by.
Tell me, dad,
Like you always do.
Tell me a story.

~ Summer Magic: Poems of Life and Love by Marcia Meara ~

October Siege – Happy Halloween!

October 31, 2015October 31, 2015 / Marcia Meara / 8 Comments

October.
The siege begins.
Enemies among us
Everywhere!
With evil grins,
They lurk,
They skulk,
They glare,
Sharp fangs bared.

October.
Hide inside.
Nighttime danger
Everywhere!
With shining eyes,
They menace,
They taunt,
They torment,
Mouths opened wide.

See how they glow!
Deadly, gap-toothed grins
Midst curves of vivid orange!
Silently screaming with devilish glee,
They lounge on nighttime porches,
And march up darkened drives.
Casting yellow light from watchful eyes,
They search for unwary victims,
For slow and easy prey.

Big ones, tall ones,
Skinny ones, or round.
Colored like the fiery sun,
Or the moonlight pallor of alien visitors.
They line up on fence posts,
Stair steps, and windowsills.
Peering out . . . or peering in?
Looking for who?
You!

October.
Watch your step.
They’re back again,
Everywhere!
With wicked intent,
They scheme,
They hunger,
They haunt,
Pumpkins on patrol!