When Blood Calls to the Moon

Stony stillness suffocated my breath,
while I struggled under his oppression.
My veins raved and raged with blood aggression,
while I strutted in the presence of Death.

Demons delivered eternal darkness;
a monster governed by the moon attacked.
I trampled with terror until they cracked;
liberating me to hunt and harvest.

My bites thrust parasites into the mind;
transporting from euphoria to dread.
With each gentle kiss my energy bled,
while with my love I left disease behind.

Whispers from the Wound: More Grief Poems to Mourn…

When Roots Rot

deceit drained our desire to flower

Dearest Friend

saw beneath my mask to my crushed heart

Tearful Eyes

dulled my mind and left my soul despaired

Whispers from the Scars: More Poems of Survival and Strength…

The Devil’s Whisper

caused my life to vanish

Blood Burning

queens snorted and screamed

Mental Agony

my body stood naked and exposed

Whispers in Meter: More Sonnets to Unfold…

Bound in Darkness

blood spilled over the descending sun

The Devil’s Whisper

caused my life to vanish

Sparkling Emerald Eyes

your arms, like carved oak, protected me