Hello All!
I was going to post last night on All Hallow's Eve, but my daughter woke up screaming from a bad dream and that was me finished for the night....
Being All Saints Day, I haven't posted a "scary" poem, but one that I wrote about a Halloween I had a few years ago.
I'm giving away a signed paperback copy of
A Silver Kiss (Vampire Poetry), for anyone who leaves a comment telling me what they feel the poem below is about. There's no wrong answer -- I just want to know what you feel it's about
for you :) Don't forget to leave your email address in the comment so I can contact the winner. Competition closes on Bonfire Night -- 5th November -- at midnight (GMT).
Halloween Was Ours
Do you recall that Halloween
that had the warm wind howling
through our open window and
sheer, satin curtains billowing
while we were all curled up in bed,
toe to toe and head to head,
watching late night horror
instead of meeting up with friends?
And then there was that other time,
another Hallow's Eve I think,
we had the futon on the floor and
three bottles of red wine to get
through, window open yet again
so we could smell the scent of rain,
or maybe hear the late night
train... Halloween was always ours!
One more October 31st,
you were The Crow and me
a vampire ('though you joked
there was no change); people
on the bus were wary (did we
look scary?) We were just 'us', me
and you and Halloween set us
free upon the dormant world.
Do you recall that final year,
you were the priest and I the cat
and everyone had a go at me
for looking too sexy (eh?) - that
wasn't fair! The Newquay chill
went through our bones like shrill
fox cubs. I thought the cold would
kill us and it did. I should have known.
The frozen roads and choppy sea
marked the end of you and me, of
'us' as one bad-ass entity that
watched Samhain dance for us
time and time again. I should have known
the warm winds of our Octobers had blown
too hard, put out our fire and finally
sown the seeds of my alone adventure.
Copyright Dianna Hardy
14th September, 2010
All Rights Reserved.
This poem may be found in the paperback compilation
Sienna Dawn (poems from 1990-2010)