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This page is dedicated to my "Holiday Poetry"
 I hope you enjoy these poems as much as I enjoyed writing them!
















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DRACULA'S ANSWER TO SIR JAY
 
I read your foolish mortal words
and watched as you took Eileen from me
Now she beckons me to change
to come to your way
She even threatened her former Master, I
 
Bravo Jay round one was yours
 
So first there were the three now only two
do you think this would stop the Master
Vamp Peggy saw your true light
and Labelle vanquished you from her sight.
 
The circle was broken, but not for long.
Unlike you, Dracula appreciates a woman's glow
they are all his Queens in darkest realms
I give them power of life and death
and they seem to want you?
 
"You to us" is like a doughnut to a cop
You are food
and we are allowed to play with our food.
And play we shall until we here your pitiful screams
we will then have blue bunny stew.
 
Listen well Sir Jay, I am coming for You soon,
But first I must complete my circle of three
The victim must be carefully chosen
 
Someone of
class and charm
gothic beauty
refined intelligence
and poetic verse
someone with a weird last name
 
Someone you Sir Jay admire and respect
Yes you have decided my next bride,
and you can live with the quilt of leading me to her
I have read your praises and seen your loyalty
Now she will be writing and flying with me
 
Maria (say it soft and its...)
Ooops wrong show
 
Yes Maria I am coming for you
And you will know the power of Darkness
The seduction of night
You will know me more than any other man before me
It will be La Belle, Peg and Maria
 
For now Jay I leave you with your own words
 
"It sure is a beautiful sight,
Seeing you fly off with that bat in the moonlight"
 
Oh you will see us fly in the moonlight indeed
And as we pass overhead,
we will all turn into well fed bats
and drop some quano on your head.
 
Copyright~ Ed Lupinacci 10/02
 
Ed Lupinacci is a fellow poet and friend,(no, we are not related lol!)
who invited me to join in a series of poems dedicated to Halloween at  Author's Den.  To read all the poems in this series click on the link below if you dare.
 
 

Ed's Realm Of Fantasy

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TO THE PRINCE OF DARKNESS ~ Drac Ed
 
Prince of Darkness
with crimson stained lips
that entice and lore
 
Kisses that burn with the promise
of Star-filled nights,
and making love
within the crevices of the moon.
 
Verse that entrances my mind
and awakens veiled yearnings.
 
I am sorry,
but your request,
I must deny.
 
You see,
I dance to the sacred rythms of unity
with the One who will devote his
desires solely to me.
 
Lust commingled with purity.
 
Spirits entwined through
transference,
forming a pearl nuzzled within the
womb of complexeties,
resting on plates suspeneded by golden chains,
gleaming in all its majesty.
 
The lullaby of an eternal dream,
one thousand nights of ascension.
 
Death upon death,
and rise again,
when the moon cast its tranquil glow,
and twin souls dine on each other's veins.
 
Copyright ~ M. Lupinacci 10-29-02
 
 
Although I bow my head  in sorrow,
I must rejoice that you have told Drac
to bug off in the most elegant way imaginable,
but my eyes will always be on your neck!
 
Drac Ed




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NIGHT WATCHER'S ORGY
 
Earth worms billow in sybillic tones.
Scorned, segmented, twisted creatures
diseased under the power of
cryptic form.
Apparitional climaxes
consume the circle
and their voices are screeches--madness
that begs for more.
Plucked and shriveled
decadent purples turn to black.
In this
Eat-your-innards-leave-you-for-dead-experience.
 
Mingled and muddy,
they haunt perniciously looking for blissful flow,
and sell tales of love to entanlge the pure.
Hunger, moonlight, the damp: their deviant master.
But
never do these soulless night crawlers
crave alteration.
They linger in darkness,
and hallucinated lust.
Touched by a phantom
with smoke as his phallus.
 
Copyright~M.Lupinacci 8-02
 
 
 
 



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MIND WALKER'S
 
Plump progency of the night,
live in laughter stead o' fright,
 
drink blood with vampires who
bite
their veins,
 
a toast that ensures an eternity of starvation.
 
They stir the vortex of misery,
nurture the lonely until all
becomes illusory,
suanter then into the penitentiary.
 
Sick bastards of Hell's one-night stands
who exist only to be redolent with devastation
on holy domain; virgin waters and unscuffed planes.
 
Unbridled brood
licks the edges,
never squirming from the taste of
Salt
that borders the homes,
sprinkled to keep the uninvited
out,
and provides protection from demented deeds.
 
Give ear, all that are ignorant
en route for the wicked trail:
it is only a pace off  to the
left.
 
Know this scroll,
heed the siren,
and all that it declares.
 
Copyright~M. Lupinacci 10-02