Tag Archives: Monster

Tears In Misted Eyes

Halloween Poem #21: Tears In Misted Eyes by Michael Romani Tears in his misted eyes A monster cries as his child dies While the mother prays her lullaby It’s all the watcher can do to sigh Life like a twisted … Continue reading

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We Who Damn Ourselves

Halloween Poem #19: We Who Damn Ourselves by Michael Romani We damn ourselves To our own private hells Dwelling on all Of the tiniest details In a world grown cold We lose all hope All of our dreams bought and … Continue reading

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Darkness Quenches Light

Halloween Poem #18 Darkness Quenches Light by Michael Romani Among the demons there is history Some might strangely call it legacy Where troubled hearts are in need of friends And if you’re safe, it just depends Quintessential in the rarified … Continue reading

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A Pale Death

Halloween Poem #17: A Pale Death by Michael Romani The end of days descends Like a fog from hell that ascends On us all a thick as it can be As we dance away our sanity Lilith asks for one … Continue reading

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Twist of the Kissed

Halloween Poem #14 (written on 10/13/2019 so really number 13.. how unlucky that I fell behind on posting like that….or as my little girls say.. “Or, did I?”) Twist of the Kissed by Michael Romani We prize the things most … Continue reading

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Resurrection (The Monster’s Lament)

Halloween Poem #10: Resurrection (The Monster’s Lament) by Michael Romani I cannot speak in denial Though my very soul is on trial Looking back on all of my days Sometimes unspeakable in my ways There are so many things I … Continue reading

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Dracul’s Prey

The real Dracul was as deadly perhaps as the Bram Stoker monster.  But what if they were one in the same? Dracul’s Prey by Michael Romani The clan of the dragon Is one founded in corruption Dracul meaning the dragon … Continue reading

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Blood On Our Hands

Halloween poem #2 – mankind has the worse monsters and is seldom as kind as we might be if only we could. Blood On Our Hands by Michael Romani Our brutalities serve to shape us Though we wish to deny … Continue reading

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Monsters As Metaphors

Mankind’s monsters are a touchstone for the destruction we wage against ourselves and all of nature at times. Monsters As Metaphors by Michael Romani Monsters as metaphor creates the drama In a society’s psyche riddled with trauma Impulsively, completely aware … Continue reading

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Echo Chambers of Disbelief

Beware the monsters under our beds.. but worse still are the monsters just behind the veneer we casually wear…. Echo Chambers of Disbelief by Michael Romani In a thousand seedy places There are monsters behind faces Playing cleverly as saying … Continue reading

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