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Category: Poem

October and Remembering When… A Halloween Free Verse
Countdown to Halloween, Free Verse, Ghosts, Halloween, Poem, Vampires, Verse

October and Remembering When… A Halloween Free Verse

October brings Cool mornings Birthday celebrations Ghosts wondering If they should go To parties of those They used to know. … Continue reading October and Remembering When… A Halloween Free Verse

Full Moon Brings On A Party
Full Moon, Gothic Poetry, Poem, Poems, Vampires

Full Moon Brings On A Party

Full moon Brings on a party In half lit oak woods Possums and owls Look for the same Shadows With … Continue reading Full Moon Brings On A Party

A Whisper In the Night
COVID-19, Free Verse, Poem, Vampires, Verse

A Whisper In the Night

Quiet words A whisper in the night The cracks of twigs Wind sings Through the Oaks and darkness A faint … Continue reading A Whisper In the Night

Will she come through?
Cats, Free Verse, Gothic, love, Poem, Poetry, Vampire Maman

Will she come through?

I stand alone Watching Above all things Seeing all Watching. Will I kill today? Or will I just watch The … Continue reading Will she come through?

It turns us numb
fear, Loss, Parenting, Poem, Poetry

It turns us numb

Our children go off into the world, We’ve given them the tools, They know about good, And evil, They know that … Continue reading It turns us numb

My hands still keep the memory…
Gothic Romance, Paranormal Romance, Poem, Poetry, Romance, Vampires, Verse

My hands still keep the memory…

I let you sleep As I steal away Into the morning light     Wake up to all Cats and … Continue reading My hands still keep the memory…

The Eagle Cried
Honor, Loss, Memorial, Poem, Poetry, Poets, Vietnam War, War

The Eagle Cried

I’m honored to share a poem from my friend, Northern California writer Richard Turton. The Eagle Cried   The acrid … Continue reading The Eagle Cried

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