Spooky Poetry: Diary of Djinn

take a look in the mirror
and tell me what you see
does the image satisfy
you must reveal to me
how you truly feel inside
when the reflection gleams
is this your one desire
with me we’ll make your dreams

I come from another place
a place where magic’s real
with the snap of my finger
I can do as you will
be careful what you wish for
I’ll rearrange the deal
you’ll get what you want and then
the dream will soon be killed

I’m a trickster by nature
a rather good one too
I’ll hear your wish word for word
but it still won’t come true
with the thought of happiness
I think I’d rather spew
if you give my lamp a rub
Death’ll be waiting for you

Early poetry from James. From the poetry collection Pariah Bound: The Lonesome Poetry.

Spooky Poetry: The Monster That Ate My Mommy

It didn’t eat her right away
The monster that ate my mommy
It lived with her for a long time
Taking a small piece now and then

She never saw it but I did
A smoke creature floating behind
With claws and fangs but made of air
Lurking with shadows and feeding

I warned her – she never listened
I cried when the monster ate her
I thought it would come for me next
It vanished like steam with a grin

I tell people the story of
The monster that ate my mommy
They don’t believe in scary things
Some of them have their own monsters

The black smoke waiting to eat them
Will I see mine if I get one
Do I have one eating me now
The same one that ate my mommy

Previously unpublished.

Hellpets – Part 3

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            Hellhounds are awful. They’re mindless goons too stupid to disobey orders. And they smell. I lose brain function when I hear them speak. I’ve heard sorority girls have more intelligent conversations about reality shows. Hellcats and Hellhounds were never put together. We have a great system. Hellcats watch over the humans up here. Then Hellhounds drag their souls down there. One never has to talk to the other. This new partnership feels like a setup. 

            The new human isn’t bad. I don’t know how they did it, but he didn’t take long deciding to take me home. He read my sheet and barely looked at me.

            “Duchess Minerva Skimbleshanks. Bombay. Female. 10 years old. Well, Duchess, I think you’ll fit in at my home.” He said.

            “Wonderful. Most people prefer not to adopt black cats. And she’s a senior kitty so we’re waiving the adoption fees today.” Another human said.

            He didn’t say much on the drive home. He’s already better than my last assignment. He set up my litter box and things while I looked around. Haven’t seen any dogs yet. Maybe the Hellhound went to the wrong place. Maybe Ligur was messing with me. He’s not one for practical jokes but he is evil and obnoxious.

            “Okay Duchess. I know you’re not comfortable here yet. I’m gonna get Duke from out back. He’s a dog. I promise he won’t bother you. I understand if you want to avoid him. He’s a big baby so I’m sure you can handle him.” Charles said.

            Maybe I was wrong about this guy. His pets are named Duke and Duchess. I hope he dies soon.

            “Duke, this is Duchess. You be nice. And don’t be a fatty and try to eat her food.”

            His tail is going nuts. The only word he understood was food. Maybe he’s just an Earth dog.

            “Okay. Let’s get you something to eat.”

            “Woof!”

            That sounds disgusting. Why does he eat so loud? I can’t believe I’m stuck in this place. Maybe he’ll talk to me now that the human left. Let’s get a closer look at this dog. His eyes are glowing.

            “You’re name really Duchess?” He said.

            “No. You’re name really Duke?”

            “No. You’re a Hellcat?”

            “Yeah.”

            “How do I know you’re not an Earth cat?”

            “There’s no such thing as Earth cats.”

            “So, all cats on Earth are –”

            “From Hell, yep.”

            “That explains why they’re awful.”

            “Your snorting while you eat is awful.”


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