I Seek You Out

I seek you out

I attack

Then sing the song of my people


With gusto

And wake the dead

And the living

To cry out

The fact

That I have found

A rubber band.


I am

The Cat.

The end.


~ Juliette aka Vampire Maman


gloria the calico cat

Miss Gloria will be the first to tell you that she doesn’t give a rat’s ass about your comfort.  Never has. Never will.


A Vampire Free Verse for the Next Generation

He waves his flag until the dawn,

A night of gathering

Of nocturnal souls

Spirits of old

Hunters of the night.

We danced and loved

Watched the storm

The reflection of the moon

High hopes

And desires fulfilled.

Wave your flag

Proudly with love

And pass it on

To the next generation

Of the night.

Why there is poetry on this blog? A need and a desire that we all share for expression, beauty and wine for our souls. A need you dare not admit. For links to more (and much better poetry) CLICK HERE.