POETRY, GHOSTS, AND VAMPIRES He told me that he loved The warm breeze on his face The smell of pine trees And water on granite
Category: Verse
A Final Kiss
Lightly we tread in the woods Along a muddy path Fog blanketing the lake I hold my skirt To keep the hem dry You take
Headless (A kind of, sort of, Halloween poem about relationships)
Headless He stood in front of me his neck a stump without a head. In his hand was a note on expensive stationary scrawled in
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. Vampires trying To remember What
POETRY, GHOSTS, AND VAMPIRES
POETRY, GHOSTS, AND VAMPIRES He told me that he loved The warm breeze on his face The smell of pine trees And water on granite
They can wait…
The ghosts That haunt us Can wait Until Halloween. We’ve all Had too much Wearing masks For two summers It might never End So in
Vampire Maman 