Tag Archives: Night

Taken Path

Halloween Poem #22: Taken Path by Michael Romani Even we who make our own heaven and hell Cannot evade that most singular of details That the chosen Wolf of God is our prophecy A singular enemy that is our owned … Continue reading

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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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Music of the Night

Halloween Poem #20: Music of the Night by Michael Romani Creatures of the night Make such music don’t they? Listen closely until first light To the things that make the undead happy The vampire lord finds love tragic As it … Continue reading

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Dracula’s Bride

Halloween Poem #12: Dracula’s Bride by Michael Romani The master does not want as she has given Feasted into blood, never to be forgiven An eternal kiss shared in the late night As betrayer of truth and hater of light … Continue reading

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Death Under the Moon

Halloween Poem #16: Death Under the Moon by Michael Romani With our demons friended All light has ended We walk in the darkness Keenly aware of our harshness Such is the power and insistence That good gives way without resistance … 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?”) https://flic.kr/p/t7U76U Twist of the Kissed by Michael Romani We prize the things … Continue reading

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Betrayed With A Kiss

Halloween Poem #6 – Once you’re under evil’s dominion, it doesn’t matter how you got there.  Does it? Betrayed With A Kiss by Michael Romani With a kiss, we turned the key Sinking deep into your debauchery It’s certain I … Continue reading

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Pick Up Sticks

Canines and mankind have a relationship that has recently been discovered to be much older than thought for most of my life.  The estimate I heard today on an audiobook about animal behavior placed this friendship back over 100,000 years … 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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