Beyond the Sphere

Vamprilla thought she was a looker
And for a mistress folk often mistook ‘er
But the judgmental lot
Reeled when they got
To know she was really a ‘sucker



Well, I have to do something for Hallowe’en, haven’t I?

Delicate skin
And crack’d
Watery eyes
And blue
Tattered lips
And chapp’d
Rotten teeth
Almost through

She posed with her alabaster smile momentarily, giving her victim one final look at her time-ravaged appearance, before piercing the jugular. She drank. She watched the victim’s skin change appearance, becoming more translucent. Too much and the victim’s life-force would slip away; just enough and she would sire another… either way, the victim: gone forever. Too little, however, would endanger her.

She pondered as she drank.

Reddened lips accentuated her deathly pale appearance. Her alabaster smile broadened. Her decision was made.

“Do stop the snarling, darling,
And mind your sharp teeth on my arms…
Apart from that small scar I saw on your neck
I’d have been all the wiser bar none…
And thought you were being your normal self.”
Now confused, I was able to tilt my body
And throw theirs into the hearth.
Their head hitting the half trunk sent them soundly to sleep.
And now all I have to do is haul them back to their cage.
These vampires crop up at the most inopportune time!

On the night before Vampyre’s Day
All was calm, and quiet, I was about to say
I opened Live Writer to write my post
And was slightly shocked, to say the most
(That should have been ‘least’ but it didn’t rhyme…)

For some reason, my Live Writer this evening showed:

Instead of:

Which was most peculiar to say the least. I’m at it again. I closed it down, and opened it up again – exactly the same. I closed it down and opened it up again, and it was back to normal.

The weird alien-looking text didn’t even fit into the box like it should have. One thing is for certain, it wasn’t Arial! Very perpendicular!


Of all the times to appear, it would be tonight!

Ah well… happy Vampyre’s Day to all who celebrate it. Happy Wednesday to those who don’t. And for all, just keep an eye out for those pesky Vampyres… you never know when they may just nip out for a bite!

An eager anticipation filled the land.

Expensive miniscule heart-shaped sweets appeared.

Birds suddenly appeared (for some reason).

Casanovas and Sirens getting themselves ready.

Lovely restaurants are dimming their lights.

And vampyres are readying to strike.

A Valentine’s Six Word Saturday post.

Shall I compare you to a Summer’s Day?
All hot and flustered
And the things you say!
My ears have never heard such things
From your mouth of which the daytime brings
Your eyes sparkle and blink
As you steam into dust
Though into shadow you quickly thrust

To drink and your composure gain
And think about the Summer Days
Where in your crypt you lie low
Until night-time falls and out you go
Winter nights are much more fun
And Valentine’s has just begun
To compare a Vampyre to a Summer’s day
Is to live on the edge for which one will surely pay

Well, that’s not like Valentine’s in any way…


Vampyre Rose
With a ring through her nose
And long pointed toes with teeth to match
Was out on the prowl
With eyes like an owl
And she started to growl as no-one was around to catch
Forlornly she walked
And balked as she talked
And sulked as she started to dash
It was so late at night
The Sun was almost in sight
And in fright she came out in a rash
She got back to her lair
Thinking how life was unfair
And slumped in a chair looking back
She was a hundred and two
And had nothing to do
‘Cept eat a sarnie or two – oh, and constantly count all her cash

(A bit of nonsense does wonders every now and then!)

Don’t let the cute fluffiness fool ya!

They do that, these cute creatures of the night. They lull you into a false sense of security so that you have to hold them and cuddle them and smooch with them and tell them – well, tell them anything really – it’s between you and them. And then, after all that… and then… and then they get you. By the jugular!

Vampyre Bunnies are everywhere this February. Between now and the Fourteenth – Vampyre’s Day – keep your eyes peeled – or else they will be on to you.

I can’t believe it.

February already.

The signs, though, are starting to appear.

White Rabbits for February! The nice ones, mind.


This is in my head today:

A Six Word Saturday Halloween post.


Bloody Mary’s Bloody Mary
Wasn’t pleasing, to hear her talk
Bloody Mary’s Bloody Mary
Was missing its celery stalk
Bloody Mary’s Bloody Mary
Angered her, it must be said
Bloody Mary’s Bloody Mary
Caused her to see Deep Red


These vampyrs get angry at the slightest thing, don’t you know?

Yes indeed. Vampire clowns. Whatever next?

Two Vampire Clowns. Run! Quick! Run!

Ah! It’s just smoke and mirrors.

Hang on! Vampires don’t have reflections…

As if we will believe that!

A Six Word Saturday Halloween Post.

Just sploshing around a little colour!

Happy Hallowe’en!

OK, it isn’t exactly Hallowe’en until the evening, but always good to be prepared!

Restless spectres menace by
Angry banshees wail shrill and high
Poltergeists flaunt their jaunty stuff
Zombies groan whilst looking rough
Witches cackle as they fly by night
Werewolves howl by bright Moonlight
Vampyrs brood and look for blood
Whilst wraiths hide themselves beneath a hood
Sinister skeletons creak and walk
Mummies unravel as they try to talk
Spiders scutter in an attempt to fright
And all are ready for tonight

And we’re off! Tonight’s posts will begin at 7pm UK time, continuing on the hour up until midnight. Or just before.