Lorraine is doing a great theme entitled Countdown to Halloween. Well she is asking for songs, and books to read for Halloween. Well I put on my thinking cap and dug deep into my archives and found some of my old Halloween poems and revamped them for the season! I have added some of my favourite spooky music as for reading material …….
The Lovely Bones by Alice Sebold. Dracula’s Guest and Other Weird Stories
by Bram Stoker
I know that it is raining I can see that it is wet
But you are my familiar and not a blooming pet!
I have asked you nicely I have even said please
Now go and get me food or I shall infest you with flees.
Excuse me, Lady Mistress, this does not seem quite right
Just where in my contract does it say I have to work for you at night!
You have run me ragged every minute of today
I am tired now and my feathers are wet and here in the warm I need to stay.
Pardon me, my fine feathered friend, pardon me my beauty
I am not requesting that you get me food I am demanding that you do your duty.
I am the one in charge not you . I am the tortured soul of a Vampire
You do as I bid and brook me not. Go, go on, What are waiting for, wet weather attire.
Well Mistress that would not go amiss for I am not a duck,
And if I get lost you will miss out and that would be such bad luck.
Be Gone Get out and find me fresh blood
And if you play your cards right I shall dip you in the stream on your return to remove the mud.
Running for Life
Step after step I drag myself through the rain
Blind to all around me , my mind closed to the pangs of pain.
Fear, hatred and panic screaming in my head, loathing causing in my veins.
Step after blooded step , fast as I can and yet it is coming still gaining.
I stumble and fall , legs and arms graze I crawl no point in complaining.
Hot breath on my neck I shudder in fear I smell his rank sweat as he draws near
I feel his claws scrape at my flesh, I loose a scream of primal fear.
Ripping at my dress and hair I run for my life, to look over my shoulder I don’t dare.
No choices left to me, naught I can do . I stand and face the beast for death I prepare.
Eyes red as the devil, pure evil it seems it closes on me the worst of all my bad dreams.
Caught in his clutches, mercy is not on the cards, so I beg for divine intervention
Praying hard, His nostrils are flaring he’s baring his fangs letting me live is not his intention.
Finally all I can do is fall on my knees and pray , why must this horror be my last of days.
Suddenly after a thunderous noise a white flash as lightening carved him in half God be Praised.
Broken and bleeding I lay in the mud,my life slipping out of me no fight left no more……..
The Vampires shall not have thee.
I am the tree witch I am hiding in the forest green
I move by stealth I blend in and I am rarely seen.
I am waiting to trap a soul, it is something I must do.
Over the years I have stolen quite a few.
My hair is long and lustrous and really very strong,
It can catch you and entrap you as quick as a whip’s thong.
I have roots growing out from my feet and spreading from my hem,
Leaves spread from fingers and from my backbone stem thrice fold pairs of arms.
If you look close enough I will bewitch you with my charms.
My eyes are deftly painted to show off their emerald
Green my lips are always blood red well another colour would be obscene.
I have a lighted candle in my third left hand my way to light,
I have seen you about your business and I have come for you tonight.
I know you are not too special but I have watched you in your room at night,
Alone with computer and your mind in fantasy’s flight.
You long for a Vampire to relieve you of your soul
You seem to think that one of my cousins would make your sad life whole.
I have thought this over I have listened to your prayers.
I have lingered by your window and taken in your every word.
There is something about you, something that I like so
I have decided you will endure no Vampires bite.
So look out your window and see my candles’ light,
Come out my little human soul have no fear I shall treat you right.
You will be so much better off with me than in a Vampires lair tonight
Just look out your window and see my candle light is there.
AH! at last you see me, curiosity in your eyes.
That is right my darling make your way to me,
For you my body cries. At last you are so near to me I catch your human scent
Come close now my darling my love for you I must vent.
At last you are within my reach, come nearer to the candle
Yes closer,closer my darling no need to be gentle my branches will not break.
I have you now my darling I own your soul
I have waited aeons for a man to make me whole!
Leave me where I am
Sun, warm upon my skin
As I woke from sleep I felt zing,
A tingle climbing from my feet
Seeping up through me to my mouth , a taste so sweet.
Slowly I became aware of my surroundings, beautiful, strange,
How did I get here. It seemed I was in a fairy dell
With lacy ivy dressed with silver dew and an enchanted smell.
I stood amid a ruined building
That unto a great forest was yielding.
The light was streaming in through open doors
And windows, portals warming up the grassy floors.
These are not my clothes. I have never had dressed like this ,
Own this dress? I wish!
my dress? I wish!
Looking up I see the sun
And feel as though my life has just begun.
Forget the past and all that is real.
This my new life this is how I want to feel.
I never want to return to the rat run that was my life
A nobody, mother and wife.
This is where I ought to be,
Perfect, peaceful, beautiful me.
No I would rather stay here, it is easier than the other place
OH! this is so beautiful , gentle happy I feel no fear.
It is simple it is clear, I am safe and warm I shall stay here.
As I walk the sweetest scent of flowers dance around my nose,
I hear running water outside where a gentle stream flows.
I stoop to pick the pretty flowers suddenly I feel sad
I know this place is not real but this is the best time I have ever had
So please don’t wake me , leave me where I am. I’ll come back when I have to.
Morrigan a nightmare
Dark and stormy full of dread
On the grey waters, black of heart and dress of red.
Sullen feeling filled her soul
As the wind whipped up her dress and let fly her hair black as coal.
In the sky over head weaved her Raven broad of wing and sharp of eye
Black and shiny against a grey unholy sky.
Waters broke about her feet,
Icy cold but to her sweet.
She is the rebirth of the dead
She is the one on which all darkness is fed.
Slowly as the thunder clashed
She turned to face me and an evil light in her eyes flashed.
Reaching out her hand to me
She gently cooed that she had come to set me free.
Relinquish all of you that is good give in to me
Relax, release I am here to set you free.
No I screamed I will not bow to you, I am not such easy prey
Here I stand and here I shall stay
Do what ever you have come to do.
Angry now she motioned to her raven down,
He swooped at speed. So fast was he and noisy too.
His warning screech I did not heed
In he came with talons long and beak razor sharp on my face to feed.
my eyes so bright
That was how I lost my sight,
It was wrench from me that dark grey night .
Still I was steadfast I stood my ground
Though her raven ripped at me and threw my flesh all around.
I would not give into the dead
I uttered every prayer I had ever said.
Finally in the cold light of dawn
I found myself on the shore lost and forlorn.
Pained and I could see no more.
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Dark and stormy full of dread
On the grey waters black of heart and dress of red.
Sullen feeling filled her soul
As the wind whipped up her dress and let fly her hair black as coal.
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