Greetings and welcome to October!
As the light dims and darkness falls, I’ll be conjuring a constellation of dark poetry for your reading pleasure. My dark poetry series is a smidge spooky, often with a twist, and at times sprinkled with a dash of dark humor. In this dialogue poem we meet the loathsome lovers.
A day in the life…
Crestfallen, her tears obscured
the sound of his dark heart pounding.
“Your wretched tears are salt in
my wound,” he snarled.
“Then I shall weep for
all eternity,” she hissed.
“I’m going back to sleep!” he scowled.
His coffin slammed shut.
Fuming, she set the coffin ablaze,
mounted her broom and flew off in a rage.
“I shall live to die another day!” he taunted.
Vampires and witches, loathsome lovers,
snarling and hissing throughout eternity.
