Bram Stoker Poems - Poems about Bram Stoker

... Colour me perfect in green white and gold, A tricolour heart from the young to the old, A land of giants from the causeway to swift, A tongue silver sharp each Irishman's gift, Born with a......Read the rest...

...YOU HAVE HEARD OF THE WRITER, BRAM STOKER, HE WROTE ABOUT KILLING, WAS NO JOKER. HE WOULD GO OUT EVERY NIGHT, FOR SOME FOOD AND A QUICK BITE. THEN TAKE SOMEONE HOME JUST, TO POKE HER. 10 10 7 ......Read the rest...

...“I am the monster that breathing men would kill. I am Dracula.” Bram Stoker The successive pounding of the hammer......Read the rest...

...If you look at ol’ Bram Stoker, Irish writer of Dracula fame, it can be quite hard to believe that any remember his name. At first just a civil servant, then he managed a London stage, doing bo......Read the rest...

...Hail, high denizen of tree, not one improvident like me, safe within your arbor's ruts, there you keep your store of nuts. Autumnal bunting soon must end. and winter dearth is round the bend. W......Read the rest...

...DRACULA AND THE DINNER GUEST Here lie all parts of my retelling of Dracula, originally written by Bram Stoker. I have never read the book but was drawn into the synopsis that included my favorite ......Read the rest...

...Dracula was in a fix Blood and sweets just do not mix The dentist had no doubt The fangs had to come out Goodbye to vampire’s tricks. ------------------------------------- Author: Paul Callus ~ 13......Read the rest...

...She’d thought he was eyeing her rack as with great charm, he led her out back. But she realized too late this would be her last date as her neck got sucked dry by a Drac! *F......Read the rest...

...Coffin is where this creepy fellow sleeps Other people’s blood he likes to drink Unique teeth – shiny pointed fangs Naked necks are his tasty midnight snack Transylvania is his homeland, its soil giv......Read the rest...

...The moon reflected on the sea, A night more beautiful than day. I wheezed and struggled up the steps And looked out over Whitby Bay. I saw the harbour far below, And heard the splashing of the......Read the rest...

...High winds - stirring sea - surf pounds - Whitby beach Storm clouds - residual - seagulls - frantic cry Midnight - a figure - in view - ascending Bowed down - wearily - cliff steps - Abbey bound ......Read the rest...

...He cuts the sun with his teeth; therefore, ashes were not at his feet. He was born by day but his family lived by night. This was his purpose because of his nocturnal life. He had the life o......Read the rest...

...I'm Dracula and a creature of the night. I suck people's blood when I bite. Vampires don't die, I'll be the Prince of Darkness for eternity. Getting a stake through my heart or being in sunlight a......Read the rest...

...At the Borgo Pass I met a coach and horse, And the villagers warned me not to go, They were worried about a supernatural force, But I had business in Transylvania, though. The coach rumbled along th......Read the rest...