Woman Horror Poems

There was this guy, see, 
a high-flyer type, 
made a bit of a name for himself. 
He moved in like a year before, you know,...

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The Revenant pt. 3 - The Midnight Hour

             ~{Renatus}~

Toll of the bell at...

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The simplicity of yearning. It burns softly, like a hand grazing over a candle. A mouth full of sweet nothings to be spilled onto the...

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iv.
By Thanksgiving, their machinations no longer discreet,
Voices from the walls and vents, betrayed their deceit.
My family revealed as demons in flesh-and-blood guise,
Christmas Day was the...

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i.
‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house,
Not a creature was stirring, not even my spouse.
My wife and son lay silent, all tucked...

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Where I walk I stand holding its divine hand.
Can you see for he stills is limp the hands still bleed so stand and kneel upside...

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To Kill a Wild Rabbit - FICTION

The small winding valley was cold and dank.
Nothing stirred as darkness descended quickly.
Dusk brought an ominous cloud of evil...

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Horror and love


He rented a room in Puerto Lemon to make love to
a woman beautiful, but since both of them came from one of those...

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NOTE: Some of you seemed to enjoy my stories from the past. Of course, posting this in the story folder is tantamount to burying it...

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Pronoun?

A pronoun no longer describes all
How you are born doesn’t count
A misguided child, backed to the hilt
A young soul, changed on a whim
Acted upon by...

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The Curse of the Faceless Woman

Lost in time, this story is told, about a woman, dark and bold. 
She walks the streets on a foggy...

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Charlotte and the bear came out of hibernation at exactly the same time.
The bear was irritable and hungry, and she looked tasty.
Don’t even think about...

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He was buried without a coffin
without a grave
the scavengers performed the post-mortem
in the open mortuary
without sterilized knives
in front of the night club

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stuttering rifles put up
the...

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Carriage drawn by four black steeds
Zombie coachman no blood to bleed
He is employed by Dracula
Who calls him fondly Tarantula.

Tonight he's on deadly mission
His masters suffering...

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When Marton awoke from the deep haze
he didn’t quite know at first where he was,
and last remembered beers at the tavern,
but then nothing…and what could...

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