Chills From the Quill
The revenant is like a tenebrous red rose
It wilts, it dies, losing its color to the darkness
It almost welcomes the literal and cerebral decomposition
Of its spectral resonance
Departing this mortal coil and venturing unto the veil
Valedictory
The glacial night sky of the lupine month
Opens the door to the crimson heart of winter
A sanguine orb floating across the darkness
Claret colored clouds dancing upon it
The celestial sphere so large in the stratosphere
Calls to the nocturnal animals to carouse in its blushing illumination
Into the out of it
Confusion the new norm
Chaos by the sound of it
Disorder my new form
Drowning in the Sea of Tranquility
Hiding on the Dark Side of the Moon
Dropping the hat of gullibility
Judging a book too soon
Burning the midnight oil of anarchy
The devils advocate my new sanity
Bewilderment and disorganization a calamity
Hitting a nail on the head of my vanity
There is a method to my madness
Fell off the rocker years ago
Wouldn’t be caught dead playing with a full deck
Speak of the devil you know.
Poem 10/30/2018
The Feast of Samhain is quickly approaching
The harvest is done and winter encroaches
The nights grow longer, the autumnal equinox is leaving
Fore the winter solstice advances and the farmers are done reaping
The boundary between this world and the next soon will be crossed
Sprites, fairies, and even wee ghosties never get lost
Because we leave them an offering of food and of drink
To leave us alone and be quick as a wink
To go back to their side without giving us dread
So we may stay safe in our warm winter beds.
Poem 10/29/2018
There was a small broken doll named Jane
She had black hair on her head, like a goth mane
On her back a broken fairy wing
With little bat ears to hear the darkness sing
She had a wee fox nose
To smell a beautiful red rose
The black Victorian dress she wears
Goes so pretty with all that black hair
Her one eye is black, the other just a button
She would love to go out, but she was kept as a shut-in
She had one tiny friend
Whom most would not tend
A little corn snake who she named teddy bear
He wound around her fingers and curled in her hair
Never loved, never mattered
Her tiny heart did shatter
But teddy bear did kiss her
He could never ever resist her
So her little heart did mend
And they were friends to the end
You showed up in our lives in 78′
You were just a small boy up way too late
Your sister was brushing her hair till it gleamed
But your knife was shinier and so was your scheme
You stabbed her and killed her and put on a new mask
Taken away without completing your task
Fore another sister you had who we knew got away
But you finally came back on that one certain day
October 31st, Halloween night you went on a rampage and caused such affright
The residents of Haddonfield soon went running amok
Fleeing away from you without having much luck
You found your sister Laurie, now Strode her last name
And went about on your own killing game
You chased her, and chased her and cornered her you had
But a long came Loomis who shot you so bad
But die you didn’t, you disappeared in the night
Was that the Boogeyman? she asked and Loomis said right
So we welcome you back on this Halloween
Bringing back your sister a true scream queen
You’ve entertained and thrilled us, and caused us to fear
The Boogeyman is real and 2018 the year
Poem 10/13/2018
Fall is in the air and Halloween approaches
The nights come sooner and the mornings darken
But the crisp air and the falling leaves seduce and harken
The arrival of the autumnal equinox
Ghosts and Spirits are ready to cheer
For the time when the veil is thinnest
Soon will draw near
Witches ready their potions and dust off their brooms
Knowing the witching hour shortly will loom
Over the full moon in the night sky
Bats and crows fly around soaring so high
The wind blows around whistling so loud
The creatures of the night are forming a crowd
Monsters and ghoulies are ready to scare
Hoping the kiddies will come to their lair
Tricks or treats, which ones will they choose
Devilish misdeeds or just simple boo’s
Ready your pumpkins for the time is near
For All Hallows Eve ere long will be here
9/29/18
Cryptic circus
Darkness dancing
Visible blood
Twice enchanting
Romance long dead
Loves forgotten
Heart once red, now is rotten
Come & play, come &play
To fight again another day
Nostalgia gone
Memory lost
Came back again
Too much at cost
Eventide no longer dancing
Cosmic blood just advancing
The fault in our stars
Aren’t ours, aren’t ours
But the sanguine ground
To which we are bound
Laughs loudly
At our twilight carnival
Why hello Love, Eros himself
Wont you come in and sit for awhile?
May I offer you a libation?
Some wine for seduction?
Maybe some champagne for celebration?
A tequila shot or two for regret?
Some water just to stay wet?
A little whiskey for courage?
A bit of milk to stay nourished?
An espresso to stay awake?
Or some gin to help to escape?
So Love why have you come?
Did the Lord of Chaos send you?
Or Aphrodite to attend me?
Wreaking havoc on my mind
Hoping there is enough time
But I wont miss a beat
For you seem more like Ate´
Your sister of mischief
Trying to fool me and to lure me
Into a fate too brief
Perhaps I should send you on your way
And wait again for another day
When I have time to care
And love to share
When I find your visit more sweet
Poem 8/30/18
Horrormadam 
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