Tuesday, September 20, 2016

Moonlight Rendezvous--By Jack Horne--England

Moonlight Rendezvous

They met in a graveyard at night;
she beckoned, attempted to bite:
her fangs were so fierce -
their purpose to pierce:
he looked like a ghost, white with fright!

Jack Horne enjoys reading and writing poetry.


  1. Dear Jack,

    Loved your witty limerick and just in time for Halloween. I hope to see more of these. Thanks for the humor, my friend!

    Love Sandra

  2. Jack, great limerick! It made me smile while reading it! Love a sense of humor! Good wishes, Chris~