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

The Devil’s Whisper

caused my life to vanish

Big Daddy

each word I uttered, I heard your voice

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

The Devil’s Whisper

caused my life to vanish

When No One Saw and No One Heard

the soil soaked in my hurried hurt

Beaten and Broken

wrapped me in snug warm wool

Whispers in Meter: More Sonnets to Unfold…

The Devil’s Whisper

caused my life to vanish

Bound in Darkness

blood spilled over the descending sun

Sparkling Emerald Eyes

your arms, like carved oak, protected me