Halloween Party

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HALLOWEEN PARTY

Goblins, ghouls, ghosts and vampires

All dressed up in their party attire

Daring mortals to come out and play

Taunting us onward ‘til the break of day

 

They hide in the shadows of Halloween night

And slip in and out of the glow of Halloween lights

They follow us then, trying to frighten mortals

And when we dare a peek, they vanish into portals

 

It was Halloween night and a little chilly

I was dressed in a costume and felt so silly

Going to a party dressed like a mouse

Assured to be laughed at by all in the house

 

I went to the address listed on the invitation

Scared out of my wits, afraid for my preservation

The yard was scary and full of mummies

And gigantic black spiders looking for yummies

 

I saw a zombie peeking out from behind a tree

And another bound in chains, moaning to be free

I saw a vampire with a glowing white face

Woe is me, I was becoming a basket case

 

Scurrying along the path to the front door

I witnessed all sorts of blood and gore

There were crying crows and screeching witches

And a couple of hands sticking up from ditches

 

And from somewhere in the distance

I heard a girl screaming with resistance

Walk I did as briskly as able

My feet moving, yet I felt unstable

I spotted a graveyard far off to the right

I felt my throat dry up and get tight

As I tried to swallow down my fright

I kept the dimly lit porch in my sight

 

 I hurried along this scary path to the door

And finally came upon steps adorned by gargoyles galore

I climbed the stairs, stepping ‘round florescent-green slime

Unlike anything I’d ever seen before this time

 

When I climbed to the top of the stairs

To my left was a skeleton with absolutely no hair

He was holding a bowl of eyeballs of brown and blue

And from where he got them, I had no clue

 

On my right there was a witch dressed in black

With eyes glowing green that took me aback

I held my breath as she said to me,

“Welcome to my Halloween party”

 

I rushed to the big black front door

Which was adorned with even more

Frightening things for my sight

Such as a pumpkin with eyes burning bright

 

As I stood in front of the daunting entrance

I took a deep breath to fight my resistance

To knock on the door with the lion-headed knocker

But knock I did, and that was a shocker

 

After a few moments Frankenstein opened

The big creaky door to invite me

Into the creepy old mansion

And I could feel my body tighten with more tension

 

“Good evening,” he said

I could feel pain building in my head

I nodded to him and fear took hold

As I walked across the door’s threshold

 

I sauntered inside but in just a few moments

My worry eased as I saw a house full pumpkins

With smiling faces as my friends did greet me

And offer me cake and a glass of iced tea

 

I saw them at the party, they were all there

My friend Sally was dressed as Cher

And my old boyfriend Stan wore hair

Of green and held in his hand a cold beer

 

I saw vampires cavorting at a snack table

But these guys weren’t from any fable

They were my friends, Doug, Sam and Rig

And I knew this party would be a great gig

 

Then I saw Andy and Nancy

They were dressed in costumes fancy

Like Samson and Delilah

Or was it Antony and Cleopatra?

 

I took in the sights and sounds

Oh my, there were goodies all around

And flashing orange lights hung in windows

Causing cheer and casting shadows

 

There were even a couple bales of hay

Where upon sat food trays

From a ceiling fan hung a ghost

And dressed in black, there was our host

 

On the staircase was sitting a scarecrow

That looked pretty creepy but mellow

Then I realized it was my friend, Daisy

Who was tipsy and feeling a lil’ lazy

 

I reached into a bowl of candy

And got a fright dandy

When a gross hand tried to grab me

Before I could get a treat to eat

 

As I walked about I saw

A dragon with big claws

Talking to a mermaid

Holding a glass of red Kool-aid

 

The tables were adorned in holiday

Table cloths in a nice array

Of orange and black

With ghosts and big-eyed cats

 

A crystal pumpkin dish

Held candy corns delish

And atop a case of books

Sat a real tabby cat named Nooks

 

Who seemed not to mind strangers in his house

Or the fact that I was dressed as a mouse

The party was just getting started

And around the rooms my eyes still darted

 

An ice sculpture of a vampire bat

In the middle of a big round table sat

With champagne-punch flowing

Surrounded by candles all glowing

 

There were sticky spider webs

Hung from walls, rafters and even people’s heads

But yet, no one was filled with dread

All were happy and so laughter spread

 

Loud and clear jazz music played

And amusement was merrily displayed

So I decided to heck with the ghouls

I’ll stay awhile shoot some pool

 

As I listened to the not-so spooky jazz

Across the room I saw a devil named Taz

And he laughed as Ken and Barbie

Bobbed for apples hardily

 

I had a great conversation ‘bout gore and ick

With a fairy who stirred her cider with a cinnamon stick

Then I hung out with a guy named, Dolph

Who was clearly dressed as a big bad wolf

 

My fears had all diminished

As I mingled with many of the delightfully devilish

And so I became quite curious

There was just no reason to be serious

 

As the night wore thin and the sun

Threatened our joy and fun

Ghosts, witches, and vampires alike

Along with a biker dude named Spike

 

Ran off into what was left of the night

Taking with them a guy and his kite,

Casper, Freddie, Attila the Hun

And then there was that very small nun

 

They went back to their favorite haunts

To climb under covers and get some sleep

And dream of next year’s spooky jaunts

Of course, I’ll be there despite the creeps

 

‘Cause nothing’s better than a happy Halloween

Full of fun, food, friends, and a few screams

Dressed as a black cat I’ll go next year

And I swear, next time, I’ll show no fear.

 

Copyright 2010 Wanda S. Paryla

 

Independence Day – Let Us Remember the Forgotten

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INDEPENDENCE DAY – LET US REMEMBER THE FORGOTTEN

Today is July 4th. It’s hard for me to believe that some Americans don’t realize that July 4th is just a date on calendars worldwide. Today is July 4th in Russia, in Poland, England, Maine, California, and as well in Korea. There’s a July 4th in Tunisia and somewhere in Congo. There’s one Down Under, and all over New Zealand.

Today, is July 4th…but that is not the official or politically correct term… Frankly I don’t like it. Today is Independence Day in the United States of America. On July 4th, 1776, our determined ancestors declared our independence from Great Britain and adopted the Declaration of Independence. And that means a lot to me, and those people who don’t like this country, but live here, should move on. Remember, while a government “thinks” it IS a country…it is the people who make the country. Those who work for it, build it, die for it. Anyone who does not wish to support this country, in my not-so-humble opinion (as most of you know me for) can just get the hell out.

But this blog is not for bashing anti-American imbeciles, it’s for bringing the attention of the American people, our citizens and resident patriots, back to exactly what Independence Day is all about.

Our military personnel worldwide that have put their lives on the line is how our Independence Day has been able to continue for 237 years. Yes, Peeps, 237 years. And if you see a military finest today, you should thank them and shake their hands. You owe that to them. This is NOT July 4th… a day to get drunk, piss off your neighbors and start house and brush fires with illegal firecrackers.

Very few of my neighbors and peers know a lot about “July 4th” or “July Fourth”. How many times I long to here the words Independence Day come through their lips. I long for it!!

Yes, our military has kept these shores safe, and have gone overseas to join in world wars for our sake, or to help out an ally and as we’ve been told, to stamp out oppression.

But why is it we forget those who died in the Revolutionary War? Those families who suffered early on when their husbands and sons did not come home, and they never saw their dead bodies. Let’s face it, without those brave men (as soldiers were only males back then, although I’m sure some women and children died in the midst) we would not have had the opportunity much later to unite the states (Civil War) we now call the United States of America. And by the way, we should remember those Civil War heroes and victims as well.

On this day, let’s not forget who brought us here. Men braver than brave who fought bare footed in the dead of the north-eastern winters. They fought and shed blood right here on this land, fighting and dying for our freedom from the British Crown. Before we cook the kids their grilled hotdogs and fill up the kiddie pool, or run off to the lakefront to look at lovely (and controlled) fireworks displays…before we start drinking alcohol and engaging in family arguments, before we put another steak on the grill and start burning down crap with illegal fireworks, bow your heads for just 5 seconds to thank the souls of those men that started dying back in 1775 at the start of the American Revolutionary War (also called the American War of Independence), today most of us U.S. Americans simply call it the Revolutionary War (1775-1783), that started 238 years ago. These men were outstanding in bravery and their sacrifices need to be recalled and remembered and most importantly…honored.

Without these valiant spirits, dead for well over 200 years, we might still be governed by our mother country. Sure maybe revolution would have come at some point; or maybe it would not have once we allowed ourselves to live under the thumb of some other place. Hey, this happens all over the world. Even the U.S. does it. It did it when we forced the Hawaiian queen to give up her crown. Oh!…Wait, not all Americans know about that. And there are other places that have been conquered too and live under our thumb or the hand over some other superpower nation.

However, we can only speak of our own history, here on our part of the American continent on this day. For when it comes to celebrating a date of independence for any country, the focus should be on their own people and place. And our people started with those who died for revolution. Died for people who would come over 200 years later…People they’d never know.

HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY, U.S.A. … My favorite place on the planet.

Please take a look at this video:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HwWi0zdF7wk