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
Tag: poetry
Headless
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
Early Morning Reveries
An uncomfortable chill Of the cold morning Brings in October Yet, is more than Somewhat comforting. ~ Juliette aka Vampire Maman
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
Vampire Maman 