Happy Halloween from the Oquaga Spirit

Happy Halloween

Happy Halloween from the Oquaga Spirit: Poetry and  piano are my passions. Piano and composition speak to me anywhere; whereas writing poetry seems to happen in either the Catskill or Adirondack Mountains of New York. Washington Irving was also inspired by the mountains of New York. He wrote The Legend of Sleepy Hollow:

The Legend of Sleepy Hollow - Audiobook by Washington Irving
Delight in Fright it Seems!

Washington Irving (April 3, 1783 – November 28, 1859) wrote as an essayist, biographer, historian, and diplomat of the early 19th century. He is best known for his short stories “Rip Van Winkle” (1819) and “The Legend of Sleepy Hollow” (1820).

Happy Halloween 

The Oquaga Spirit, in the Catskills, dictated a plethora of poetry during my sojourn of 15 years on this lake. My family and I spent 15 Summer and Fall seasons on this lake where I was the “house piano player” at Scott’s Hotel. Sharon and I played did two special themed shows weekly. In the mornings I’d stroll and the spirit would be afloat.  “So much she needed an ear, she ignored my tranquility.” The female spirit was an American Indian from the Lennie Lenape tribe. If you enjoy the spirit’s poem, feel free to share with others. I think the spirit would approve. 

Oquaga Lake, where the water is crystal clear and always somewhere between quite cold to frozen. The lake has  a thick layer of ice in the winter.   Here is where my family and I spent 15 summer and autumn seasons and my daughter was married on a chilly October Day. The Playhouse, where I played the grand on the stage,  is the long white building, enclosed by the right end of the rainbow. What memories and fun, fun, fun!
Here's what's planned for Maisel Weekend at Scott's Oquaga Lake House
The Marvelous Mrs. Maisal was recently filmed at Scott’s Hotel.

Autumn’s Party

Autumns throwing a party
On a massive scale
With acorns, chestnuts, pumpkins,
Wine, cider and ale.

Everyone’s preparing
For that special night,
Ghosts, goblins and witches;
Things that cause a fright.

But on that darkened evening
In the air is glee
As children don their costumes
Making revelry.

Boo! Yells a ghost
Barely three feet tall.
“Careful, you reply,
Or down the stairs you’ll fall!”

The barren eerie trees
Against a brightly light Moon.
Black cats dashing by
As overhead bats swoon.

What a scary party.
Delight in fright in seems.
Orange and black banners,
It must be Halloween. 

In the spirit of Halloween, please  share. The book of poetry is called The Oquaga Spirit Speaks. 



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