Stories Told of Lovers Lane.

Lovers Lane

A short light hearted poem for a autumn evening as we progress to Halloween. Hope you enjoy.

Lovers Lane

Careful of who you take to the woods tonight
Careful of who you take to the woods tonight | Source
out to play
out to play | Source
sharp
sharp | Source
Handsome
Handsome | Source
Mirror mirror on the wall
Mirror mirror on the wall | Source
banshee wishes
banshee wishes | Source
in the light of the moon
in the light of the moon | Source
siren of the sea
siren of the sea | Source

Heed My Warning!

Down country lanes where brambles once grew,

In the shadows from the still night moon,

lovers danced with bodies entwined,

lusting for passion in the darkest skies.

Shadows now stand in the way of men,

the wolf lurks stalking from his den.

The undergrowth is thick and bears a trace

of flesh from wounds, from the human race,

and the lingering aroma known as blood.

the delicious red nectar on which our life survives.

thick and rich with a taste so sublime

as to make a man’s world turn upside-down.

From back and forth, from dawn to dusk

what wonderful senses full of wanton lust,

and passion and such anger rages from the beast within,

for those who travel to seek his skin.

His casket is guarded underground,

his loyal followers stand tall and proud,

as their master cries into the cold night air,

and the dark night clouds swiftly rise to meet his grin.

For all who venture out at night,

are blind and careless to walk in sight,

of the cloaked one flying to great heights.

And whose speed can not be matched upon the ground

for it is pumping hearts that he seeks to hound.

And the woosh that his cape turned into wings

instils the fear of God in all living things.

On moonlight nights when the clouds are heavy,

and shadows fly across the silvery moon,

could it be that witches frolic,

or Frankenstein seeks your doom?

The werewolf knows his friend and foe,

the banshee steps out to glow,

and the songs of sirens from the sea

laugh in the face of men,

abandoned contemptuously.

Their sensual presence a temptation indeed

as they welcome those to take heed.

The sea is a cold, deep and dark grave

for those men tempted, sinfully encouraged to be brave.

Halloween Eve, the night that stories are told,

of ghosties and gouhlies, and vampires unfold

to put fear in the heart of all human kind.

Neither garlic nor a crucifix can save your fate

for those who take no notice of his shape.

No survival shall they receive from the stories that they read,

or from the lessons to be heard

and ignoring the spoken word.

For these heinous creatures of all time,

with imagination are left to fester in our minds,

Are they truth or myth or just superstition,

or maybe just a colourful story rendition?

To scare the life and soul from those who stray,

down lovers lane again today.

Mark my word, on which you can trust,

If it is to fill your appetite for sex and lust,

stay indoors tonight, and seek your thrills in the bedroom,

coloured pretty and light.

For if you stray or wander into the dark tonight

It may be your body we find in day light.

knarled and stripped of all your desire,

clothing stained, to be burnt on the red coals of fire.

But from the tooth or fang as the stories are told

of monsters who are free to roam the world alone.

Seeking your life to engage in the dance,

down lovers lane once filled with romance.

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Movie Master 5 years ago from United Kingdom

Well I'm glad I have read this after Halloween, otherwise I would never have ventured out! scary stuff!

Love the Hub and love the comments!

best wishes MM


femmeflashpoint 5 years ago

mckbirdbks, A.A. Zavala and b.Malin have cracked me up with their comments.

Star, you're shining bright with this one. The comment commentary is brilliant, and you provided the inspiration!

By the way, it's October 26. Still a few days left to gather things up for the Hubbers Halloween Ball ... ;)


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b. Malin 5 years ago

I think I'll take your advice Bluestar and confine the "Love Making" to the Bedroom, cause you have now SCARD the S--T out of me! Seriously I love your Wicked attempt at Poetry...Bravo my Friend!


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Happyboomernurse 5 years ago from South Carolina

Yes, I know I've already commented on this, but the poem IS wonderful and I love A.A.'s comment. He always makes us smile and chuckle doesn't he, Bluestar?


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A.A. Zavala 5 years ago from Texas

A bit of poetry? You've been holding out. What next? You live in a castle in Ireland? Probably. Just go ahead and show us your awesome work so that we can learn something new. A Blustar original!


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thebluestar 5 years ago from Northern Ireland Author

Dear Martie, thank you so much for the encouraging comment. You know what? Following you and epi, AA, Eidwenn, Saddle,maria, mike, and soi many other talented writers has given me the courage to write a little bit of poetry. I am loving it.


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thebluestar 5 years ago from Northern Ireland Author

ahhh shucks Mike, with all that armour, all the girls will be queueing to walk along Lover Lane with you. They would be safe as houses lol Thank you for stopping by hunnie.


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thebluestar 5 years ago from Northern Ireland Author

Stuart, this is the first time I have had anyone comment on one of my comment in poem. I love it thank you so much.


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MartieCoetser 5 years ago from South Africa

Wow! This is really impressive, Annette. You have threaded all the right words perfectly together - like beads on a string. I agree with Saddle - this is a masterpiece. Voted up to the highest sky :)))


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mckbirdbks 5 years ago from Emerald Wells, Just off the crossroads,Texas

Hello thebluestar. Well, I for one am glad that I don’t HAVE to wear this garlic necklace. I am not at all superstitious. The ammo belt I use to carry hickory spikes is just a fashion accessory nothing more. And those silver bullets are just a matter of choice. It is just a coincidence that while dressed like this, no one will escort me to lover’s lane.


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must65gt 5 years ago

When reading these things come to mind

Of eerie nights and what one may find

Of Werewolves zombies and the likes

Those come to haunt on all hallo's night

Of Vampire bats in search of blood

Frantically seeking what they love

Werewolves with their lonely howl

Stalking on their endless prowl

Witches brewing evil on this night

Concocting poison to instil their plight

Ghost and ghouls now seen by all

Dance and play at the monsters ball

And as to those on lovers lane

Thinking only of their lustful flame

They will be forever changed

As night creatures make their final claim

People will see the Next morning unfold

And do the beckoning from creatures of old

Remembering only what they’re told

Believing in their lives, they have control

And people will in time continue on

To laugh to love and new life to spawn

Believing only the things they see

Till harvest comes again on halo’s eve


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thebluestar 5 years ago from Northern Ireland Author

Angelina, wow that is so kind of you. I shall mail you shortly. x


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thebluestar 5 years ago from Northern Ireland Author

Mar, my dear friend. It is always appreciated whenever you stop by to leave me such encouraging comments. I love your generosity to myself and other hubbers. You truly amaze me with your kindness, a true friend. x


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thebluestar 5 years ago from Northern Ireland Author

Hi Joyce, lol I thought you needed your husband to take a walk down lovers lane, but you are so right, take a wooden stake with you too. Thank you for the encouraging comment my friend. x


femmeflashpoint 5 years ago

BlueStar,

Drop me an email. I'll be happy to lend tech support for blogging. If I can't figure out what you're wanting to do with one, I've got friends who will be happy to help as well.

I'm still crossing my fingers that you and Cowboy Brown hook us up with a Thriller Chiller Halloween Ball story!

October's not over yet! :)


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thebluestar 5 years ago from Northern Ireland Author

Ghaelach, Good Morning my friend. Thank you so much for stopping by to encourage my writing. I am so very grateful to you for the lovely comment. x


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thebluestar 5 years ago from Northern Ireland Author

ktrapp, thank you so much for your lovely comment, and more so for taking the time to drop into my little hub space. It is so good to see a new face. x


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thebluestar 5 years ago from Northern Ireland Author

OMG my dear friend Ken. You have really tugged the old heart strings this morning. I so appreciate you stopping by to read my poem, but more so, the fact that you have left me so much support and praise. And, to think that this poem was only a little bit of nonsense pulled out of the hat, to try and get the writing juices to flow again. Thank you so much. You have made an old gal very happy and left me feeling more positive about my writing. x


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thebluestar 5 years ago from Northern Ireland Author

Will, another tribute from the master, you left me a comment. That tells me that this little old gal did good with this one. Thank you so much for the encouragement. x


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thebluestar 5 years ago from Northern Ireland Author

Cardissa darling, thank you so much for stopping by. I have a lot of catching up to do and it wont be long before I visit your little part of HP. x


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thebluestar 5 years ago from Northern Ireland Author

Angelina, Good Morning to you. I love the idea of chasing Wayne in the Halloween Ball, such fun. It would defiantly bring out the little devil in me lol. In fact to be considered to write anything with Wayne would be one of the high points of my writing career to date, he is awesome and a genuine friend.

I would just like to say thank you so much for being so supportive of my writing, I still stand in awe to be helped by such amazing talent. Love your blog page, how did you do that? Take care. x


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marcoujor 5 years ago from Jeffersonville PA

It is thrilling to read such wonderful feedback that I totally agree with! This is a seasonal delight, filled with thrills and chills... voted UP & AB & SCARY...!


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writer20 5 years ago from Southern Nevada

Where's my husband? He needs to make a wooden stake just in case. kidding, great reading


Ghaelach 5 years ago

Hi Bluestar.

An excellent, imaginary, scary hub.

I'll be one of those sat in my arm chair in front of the TV with a cross, garlic, wooden stakes, silver bullets and anything else that i can lay my hands on and with the volume turned up watching something funny.

Great hub. Take care.

LOL Ghaelach


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ktrapp 5 years ago from Illinois

I do not believe I have read your poetry before, but it is really gripping. Your use of language and imagery pulled me through from beginning to end. This was excellent and very eerie.


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Happyboomernurse 5 years ago from South Carolina

I second everything Saddlerider just wrote.


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saddlerider1 5 years ago

Wow is right this is one romantic tale of a lover's lane I would want to avoid. I enjoyed this from beginning to end my friend. You twisted your words perfectly, the imagery was stark and I was glued to every verse. I am sharing this on Facebook and Twitter.

This is a masterpiece, I hope many come to read. What a talent you are, and you claim not to be a poet, my goodness girl, give it up, keep writing you enthrall, entertain and simply keep us mesmerized with your talent.

I LOVED this scribe, I am bookmarking this in my Halloween favorites of all time. Hugs from the Saddle....now I'm going back to bed, closing my window, pulling down the shade and covering my head with my blanket...Yikes...scary stuff.


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WillStarr 5 years ago from Phoenix, Arizona

I've armed myself with wooden stakes and silver bullets!

Spooky stuff!


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Cardisa 5 years ago from Jamaica

I ain't going down lover's lane at all...beware!


femmeflashpoint 5 years ago

Ok, I HAVE to ask - ladyBlue, are you moonlighting with Wayne Brown in trans-atlantic teleconferences? I'm teasing of course, but I'm wondering if the two of you put your heads together what you might come up with in writing a Hubbers Halloween Ball!

If Wayne builds an addition onto that creepy little cabin in the woods, there should be plenty of room for all the Hubber guys, girls and ghouls. (Guests may not be served as drinks, appetizers, main course or dessert.)

I get especially homesick at summers end, wishing I could be home for hayrides, haunted house hopping and spooky stories exchanged by a bonfire, and I have to say, you and Wayne have made me smile so much with your morbid monologues that it's taken a great deal of the edge off, lol.

This was a truly fun piece to read! Thank you for putting it together!


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thebluestar 5 years ago from Northern Ireland Author

Hi Gail, thank you for the encouraging comment. I was sitting and fighting the writing blues this morning and thought I would write a little bit of nonsense. It always helps to get the real creative juices flowing again lol


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Happyboomernurse 5 years ago from South Carolina

Oh Wow, What a spooky, scary, sensuous delight!!! I'll definitely be one of the lovers that stays INDOORS on Halloween night!

Voted up across the board.

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