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
Tag: poetry
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
The Eagle Cried
I’m honored to share a poem from my friend, Northern California writer, and Vietnam Vet, Richard Turton. The Eagle Cried The acrid smell of cordite
Vampire Maman 