Several years ago I stumbled across the existence of book title poems and knew I had to try them. It was a blast, a perfect convergence of several of my hobbies and passions, so I’m not sure why I pretty much forgot about it until recently when my friend Carie Juettner posted some of her own. They’re fantastic; you should go read them for sure. Seeing Carie’s brought it all back in a rush, and I decided it’s past time since I make some more.
To start, here’s one to kick off Women in Horror Month. Click the photos to enlarge, but the full text will be below each poem.
Satan Says
Mother of Eden,
dark Eden,
the dark half
killing it softly.
Darkness, tell us
strange little girls
beware:
sharp objects,
burnt offerings,
garden of shadows.
No sanctuary
for the queen of the damned.
Now a shorter one, just because:
The Emotion Thesaurus
Under the skin:
old flames,
damsel distressed,
guilty pleasures,
the warrior ethos,
fear itself–
the lives of the heart.
And finally, how about a little romance? I’m going to claim that this one got a little saucy in honor of impending Valentine’s Day. đŸ˜‰
As I Lay Dying
Love speaks its name:
needful things,
pale fire,
ardent
whispers.
Come, thief;
you come when I call you.
Darkness demands
erotic poems.
It was fun to play with this again. I hope you enjoyed my poems. If any of you have made your own or decide to try it, I’d love to see the results! Link me, paste, photo, whatever. Have fun.
Happy February!
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