In the dark night
They listened
For the cry of the wolf
But more
The cracks of twigs
The rustle of leaves
The turn of a door nob
Against the lock
A break of glass
Then the scrape
Of a ladder
Against the house
He hid in the closet
In the space
Behind the walls
Only to be found
Eighty years later
A leather mummy of
A boy
Who wasn’t available
To answer the door
When his sister
Had lost
Her key
One cold
Winter
Night.
~ end
You wait at my door,
Your bite still fresh,
Your cries
Your pleading
Your banging
The scratching
Your love
Astounds me
You will not give up
Fangs set
Love forever
I must let you in
For after all
Despite all
Forever all
I laugh
I smile
I let you in
You are my cat.
~ Juliette aka Vampire Maman
At 4:00 a.m. in the pre-dawn morning
the owls sing their songs
like a call and response in their oak forest cathedral.
A tiny bat speeds across the sky in front of
my bedroom window.
The cat sits on the window sill
watching beside me.
In a few hours
I’ll be at the museum,
sort of my own cathedral.
Yet, the woods are also mine.
A place of others.
The creatures of the night.
Those who do not create beauty,
but are beauty.
~ Juliette aka Vampire Maman
He stood in front of me
his neck a stump
without a head.
In his hand was a note
on expensive stationary
scrawled in rough cursive.
It said
I need
a HEAD.
To his delight
I took a gourd,
a pumpkin really,
and with a knife
carved a face
with eyes fierce
with pride
and a mouth
that smiled
not with joy
but with spite.
I put the pumpkin on his neck
then lit the candle within
and told him
“Go find another. I’m tired of loving a man who is always losing his head over nothing.”
~ Juliette aka Vampire Maman
The only noise
Is the clock
Almost as old as I am
From 1876
Still running like new,
And the sounds of random
Traffic
In the distance,
A cat eating,
An owl outside,
The tap tap tapping
Of my keyboard,
No sounds from
Others in my house,
Slumbering quietly,
Still,
And cold
Upstairs,
With quiet dreams,
As only
Fellow
Vampires
Will have.
~ Juliette aka Vampire Maman
I look into your eye sockets,
Right into your brain
And know you love me
Even if
Your heart is on your sleeve
Because you pinned it there
After it fell
out of your chest.
Your fangs
Glide along my neck
I wait
In anticipation
Then you move your lips to mine
Cold flesh on cold flesh
No fog of our breath
In the cold night
No pitter patter of a beating heart
Just your cold touch
Your cold heart
Icy passion
And your eternal love.
You sniff my butt
HA HA HA sorry guys… I’m spending too much time hanging out with teens.
Your faint glow
Stillness
Only you
Make me whole
And alive
Real
Solid
Feeling
Then together
We vanish
Into our world
Of shadows.
You wrap up my heart
In scented oils
And fine linen
Tight and binding
Forever
Until we meet
In another world
And rule the universe
Unwinding our love.
Below are a few links a few of the many romantic/love posts on this blog. Enjoy and learn and love.
~ Juliette aka Vampire Maman
