Dark Poetry: ” I Need the Burn”

I breathe in the darkness, and I glimpse up at the moonlight as it feels my heightened senses. The cold air flutters under my twitching nose as I embrace an invisible warmth. The darkness has come to visit once again. Uncertainty fills my heart as my spirit searches through the blackness looking for an answerContinue reading “Dark Poetry: ” I Need the Burn””

Humorous Horror Poetry: The Lady at the Round Rustic Table

Alone in a dark cool downstairs room, seated around an old rustic round table, sits an elderly woman with long black hair and white highlights woven through. Her long wrinkled fingers with brittle nails, and chipped red polish tap on the old rustic table, As the black candle dances Illuminating the dark cool room. DressedContinue reading “Humorous Horror Poetry: The Lady at the Round Rustic Table”