Love for the Creature

Happy Halloween!


They told her not to go

along the hillside

past the cemetery

simply because you never know

what lurks in the dark

spirits have been known to show

beneath the moonlight

among the gravestones

but she simply laughed

and off she went

the night was lovely

the moon was full

as she reached the top of the road

something slippery

something unknown

made her feet go flying

and she tumbled down the hill

through a gap in the cemetery fence

thump went her body

and then she blinked

some kind of odd room

with lit torches against the walls

surely she hadn’t tumbled

into a crypt

looking about with relief

there was some kind of wooden door

or so to her it seemed

then she heard a tap, tap, tap

like someone bored

tapping their fingernails

against some wood

the hair stood up on her neck

as she turned toward the sound

there he sat so tall and proud

his bald head ending in a long thin face

the chin rather sharp

eyes like burning embers

blood-red lips

and he looked at her and said,

“Good evening, thank you for dropping in”.

as she listened and saw his malevolent grin

she backed up doing a tip-toe dance

toward that wooden door

but when she had given distance

between him and her

there was no longer any door there

at least she didn’t think so

then he blew her little mind

when he said.

“Not many drop by, not any more,

and it is so lonely down here”.

with that he laughed a maniacal laugh

and his eyes dangerously glittered

in horror she realized

she had fallen into a crypt

it was just her and this creature

alone perhaps forever more

then the thought came

to tell him of things he never wanted to hear

and she found herself

telling him of the world about

of love, of happiness

on and on she babbled

he first looked startled

and then simply surprised

then he tapped his long fingernails

on the wooden table beside him

laughed that awful laugh and said,

“Would you, could you love me?”

at first she wasn’t sure if she had heard right

then quickly she replied,

“Of course, I could love you”.

“In fact I think I already do”.

and yes, for some inexplicable reason

she felt compassion and something more

for this creature living alone in this crypt

as soon as she had thus replied

he sat up taller and looked into her eyes

at that moment behind her

that wooden door creaked open

and she felt the cool night air

“Do come and see me some time”,

the creature said.

then she slowly walked over to him

and took one of his cold hands

with the amazingly long tapered fingers

and the sharp, long nails

it was so dry and papery

and she held it to her heart,

“You know I do love you, you were meant

to be loved”.

His eyes gleamed and he smiled a most ghastly smile,

“Then you must come visit me often and I’ll tell you tales from my past”.

she found herself agreeing

and then quickly ran to the door and out

the wind had picked up

as she made her way up the hill

she looked back at the crypt

that looked dark from this side

but she knew that creature was there

and she shed a tear for his loneliness

she knew that even when she got home

and later in the light of day

she would think about him

and their strange friendship

and she would return

the following night

with a bottle of wine

to sit curled at his feet

and listen to the tales of centuries past

while hurting for and loving this strange creature of the dark


About Rasma R

I live in Riga, Latvia. I was born in N.Y.C. Love to write articles and poetry. Instruct people in the English language. Live in the suburbs with my husband Martin and my wonderful cat Sid. I love rock and roll, cooking, reading, poetry and traveling.
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4 Responses to Love for the Creature

  1. jodahansen says:

    Great poem for Halloween Rasma. Quite a different love story, but enjoyable.

  2. I am so very glad she keeps her promises and will return.
    I suspect that both of them will benefit…

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