Moonlit Feast

Moonlit Feast

By J. Lynne Moore

A rising moon sparkles bright;
Over the horizon clear in sight.

Transforms the tranquil forest vale,
Into a shadowy nefarious fairytale.

Yet no fairy or pixie flight,
Can be seen in this silvered light.

A piercing howl cuts the scene,
Soon a hulking hirsute figure is seen.

A human on any other day;
Tonight the moon has its sway.

Calling forth this ghastly beast,
In want of flesh to make a feast.

With sabered teeth and vicious claw,
He hopes, upon your bones to gnaw.

A demon lurks the forest tonight;
The werewolf hunts with great delight.

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Vampire’s Kiss

Vampire’s Kiss

By J. Lynne Moore

From the open window,
Moonlight softly drips;
Rolling across freely,
Sparkling on his tender lips.

It bounces off the rose,
That caresses his stone cut cheeks.
My hand rests upon his chest,
As it moves in valleys and peaks.

I allow him one more breath,
One more beat of his heart.
With a kiss I take his life,
So another can eternally start.

His eyes will open soon…
Forever he will be mine.
Between blood and shadows,
We will live a life divine.

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Nature’s Play

Nature’s Play

By J. Lynne Moore

“My fate shall not be accepted;
Death will not call my name!
Defiance shall be my shield,
To my end I shall not go tame!”

“Or’ the splendiferous valley,
My flight sings a song of death.
As my prey rings the reaper’s bell;
I shall sup as he draws his last breath.”

“I dodge and weave and duck low,
Avoiding his initial swoop.
But low! He turns for a second run,
I zag and roll from his stoop.”

“You shall not escape my talons!
Go bold into the dark night!
Accept that you shall be my feast;
Watch as the mountains cheer on my flight!”

The purple sky and forest green,
Watch the dance; predator and prey.
One shall die or one shall hunger.
Who will win nature’s play?

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