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Atop the Crystal Moon by Ashley Dioses | Diary of a Sorceress Book Tour | Dark Poetry

Diary of a Sorceress by Ashley Dioses is on virtual book tour.  The dark poetry stops at Readeropolis with an excerpt.  Be s...

Diary of a Sorceress by Ashley Dioses is on virtual book tour. 

The dark poetry stops at Readeropolis with an excerpt. 

Be sure to enter for a chance to win the giveaway for a print copy of the book or a $20 Amazon GC (1 winner each) and follow the Silver Dagger book tour (for other dates see the link at the bottom of the post).

Diary of a Sorceress
by Ashley Dioses
Genre: Dark Poetry

The young poet Ashley Dioses has already established herself as a leading voice in contemporary weird poetry. Known for her meticulous use of rhyme and meter, her deft melding of the strange and the erotic, and her novel treatments of such age-old themes as the vampire, the witch, and the ghoul, Dioses now gathers the best of her recent poetry into her first collection—a scintillating assemblage of nearly 100 poems short and long, published and unpublished.

With this single volume, Ashley Dioses takes her place as a worthy successor to the long line of California Romantics, beginning with Ambrose Bierce, Clark Ashton Smith, and Nora May French, and carrying on with Donald Sidney-Fryer and K. A. Opperman (The Crimson Tome), with whom she has worked closely.

Ashley began writing at the age of 12. Upon discovering the macabre work of Edgar Allan Poe, she took a borderline obsessive interest in writing horror and dark fantasy poetry and even a few fantasy novels. Her favorite authors of horror and fantasy at that time were Stephen King, Dean Koontz, J.R.R. Tolkien, Piers Anthony, and Brian Jacques who also influenced her work.

She wrote up until her senior year of high school and then took a break before starting up again after college in 2011. With a nudge from a new friend, she discovered a new kind of horror, dark fantasy, and weird work from authors such as Clark Ashton Smith, H.P. Lovecraft, George Sterling, Donald Sidney-Fryer, and David Park Barnitz.

With this new treasure trove of horror and weird authors, she began to broaden her writing.

Aside from writing, her other passion is martial arts. When she was 12 she started practicing a shotokan Japanese karate mix (called 'American' karate) and Judo at Red Dragon until she reached 3rd class brown belt at 15. At 18 she started practicing Soo Bahk Do, a Korean karate, where she stayed for four years, getting her black belt and taught as an instructor for a brief period of time before leaving.

Follow the tour HERE for exclusive content and a giveaway!

Atop the Crystal Moon

To George Sterling and Clark Ashton Smith

I long to be atop the Crystal Moon,
Where dreams of marble wharves and silver dunes 
Entice my way to magical black mountains
Of onyx spires and obsidian runes.
I drink rubescent wines from jeweled fountains, 
Listening to the pomegranate lips
That whisper wicked things between deep sips. 
Pale amethyst-eyed nymphs all spin and dance 
Beneath rich crimson waters of rosehips
And grapes, as satyrs play gold flutes to trance 
The wary constellations to come down
From haunted shores Plutonian, to drown 
In aphrodisiacs they so adore.
Sweet poisons scent the blooms atop the crowns 
Of faeries from the cosmic courts of lore. 
Auroral skies light up the irised pearls
Beneath the crystal water’s dainty swirls. 
The sirens lurk beneath with tempting forms, 
And beck with amber eyes and golden curls,
While their enticing songs call distant storms. 
Sleek undersides of peridot just show
Above the sparkling sea, as serpents flow 
Throughout the opal foam of turquoise waves. 
Dragons unfurl their wings to soar and blow 
The fire into the very stars, to save
The cosmos from the ever lurking dark;
Their emerald eyes at night shine with the spark 
Of wisdom. They return to jeweled troves
And curl on golden coins beneath their arcs 
Of copper colored scales, in secret coves. 
Bedecked with dust from all the shining stars, 
The unicorns and Pegasus all spar
And dance and play on Saturn’s spectral rings, 
Then leave for constellations near and far
On golden rose-hued hooves and moonstone wings.

1 comment

Get carried away with love!