I envision a place where time stops, the breeze the only movement other than my own. Faceless voices whisper to me, calling me back to my sinister home. My comfort found in a palace of demise; corpses gathered inside decrepit tombs, awaiting the moment their master beckons them to rise. The sweet odor of deathContinue reading “Dark visions…”
Category Archives: Poetry
Cue the carnival music…
I was looking through my previous work and found this. I love this one. It was in my 2nd book, Craving the Darkness (no longer in print). Felt like sharing again. Enjoy. Steal me away from this place, And take me to the land of darkened dreams, Where we can frolic among the graves, WakingContinue reading “Cue the carnival music…”
The masquerade…
The doubt and fear begin to fall away. I grasp the mask in my trembling hand. I have worn it like a shield of sorts; it has become a part of me. But the time has arrived to strip the mask away. To yield only that which is true. I claw at the mask withContinue reading “The masquerade…”
Something a little lighter…
I don’t have much to say today. Nothing profound, at least. However, I did write something a while back that I felt like sharing here today. Enjoy! I open my eyes in the darkness, yet somehow I am able to see.Although I lie on a satin cushion, wood rests around and in front of me.AContinue reading “Something a little lighter…”
The tell-tale heart is slowly beating once again…
If you read my previous blog post, you know I have been in a depressive slump for quite some time. I am glad to say that the muse has finally touched my soul once again, and I am writing. Here lies my latest endeavor: I open my mouth to shout,But nothing comes out,And I remainContinue reading “The tell-tale heart is slowly beating once again…”
The muse came to visit…
Sometimes, little spooky poems just happen. And sometimes, they take two days, a glass of wine, and several rewrites. Such is the nature of the beast. Enjoy! A darkened, mouldy chamber, Where sorrow drips down the walls, And disembodied voices, Echo softly through the halls. Corpses lie just out of sight, Each marked with aContinue reading “The muse came to visit…”
Waxing poetic…
Just a little something I cooked up this morning…enjoy! Darkness has a scent. Closing my eyes I breathe it in deeply And long to be set free. I want to slip away Away into the night sky Drifting among the tombstones And cemetery trees. Oh! To dance Upon my own grave. Oh! To see thoseContinue reading “Waxing poetic…”
Something different…
Most of my posts lately have been about my upcoming book or about Halloween. Now, there is nothing wrong with that, but this morning the muse struck while I was out walking my beloved animal companion and I wrote something new. It has nothing to do with a cemetery, or death, or anything truly spooky.Continue reading “Something different…”
Rest in Peace…
Spirits of the Dead Thy soul shall find itself alone’Mid dark thoughts of the gray tombstone—Not one, of all the crowd, to pryInto thine hour of secrecy. Be silent in that solitude, Which is not loneliness—for thenThe spirits of the dead who stood In life before thee are againIn death around thee—and their willShall overshadow thee: beContinue reading “Rest in Peace…”
A Poem…
Hazy, twisted shades of grey, Rain drizzles down from above, Like crooked, bony fingers tapping against my skin. I look out over the slabs of stone, As the wind begins to tousle my hair, I feel a presence other than my own. The cemetery is awash in silence, Save for the rain and the wind,Continue reading “A Poem…”
Dancing Among the Remains 