Fallen Angel/Angel No More
Oh sweet fall cushion thee with feathers As I crash to the Earth from the sky I’m now severed Cut … Continue reading Fallen Angel/Angel No More
Tag: Gothic Poetry
Something This Way Comes…
The moon it rises high above the night sky Across the land the lights twinkle bright In the distance a … Continue reading Something This Way Comes…
The Dollmaker
I thought I’d try my hand at a fairytale in poem form inspired by a nightmare I had in part … Continue reading The Dollmaker
Creeper
Alone in the house She hears something outside Looks out the window But nothing she can find So she goes … Continue reading Creeper
Moon Rising
He’s feeling different Has been for a while Something he can sense Across many miles His hearing sharp Like his … Continue reading Moon Rising
Silent Voices
He hears them all around Silent voices without sound Playing tricks with his mind The corporeal he cannot find They … Continue reading Silent Voices
Darkest Lust
The night draws in and with it the cold As everyone retires to their beds For one of them something … Continue reading Darkest Lust
Watcher in the Woods
She walks her dog one dreary night Let off its leash not far from sight Then old rover goes off … Continue reading Watcher in the Woods
The Collector of Souls
The trees bend in the wind Creaking and groaning in the dark Whilst above the moon casts its rays Slivers … Continue reading The Collector of Souls
Under The Bed
The little boy fears what’s under the bed Fearing monsters will steal his breath Dark, shapeless things from darkest depths … Continue reading Under The Bed
Caliburnus Rises 