While You Are Asleep

Written for: dVerse Poets Pub – Poetics: “The voice of the monster”

Tonight’s all hallows eve and beasts are everywhere. They cry for candy and if we aren’t prepared we will fall victims to their tricks.

But what if they cannot be silenced with your sweets sweets… what if beasts are there for real? Are there vampires raising from the grave tonight? Will there be zombies and werewolves? What if the sounds you hear are not from kids but ghouls and ghosts? What if those howls are demons and not the wind?

Can you hear the scratch from tiny claws?

Tonight I want you to consider a monster you fear and write a poem from their perspective.

So go into the darkness and try to imagine the anguish, the lust or the evil mind of the real monsters that keep us awake a night like this. Try to go deeper and present the complexity of terror.

Or maybe there is humor in the way you would laugh at an old horror movie… misunderstandings or even worse a wretched lonely man or woman being haunted by their loneliness.

I wear a cape and come by night
I have long fangs and love to bite
a lovely neck, so lily white.
I’m quite a fright! I’m quite a fright!

Oh, delicious blood so red
drips down my face when I am fed.
You will wish that your were dead
Daytimes you’ll dread! Daytimes you’ll dread!

In a coffin you must sleep
until the nighttime blackness creeps.
As a red-eyed bat you’ll sweep,
and squeal and squeak! and squeal and squeak!

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About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.

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