Single: Keep The Heart Of A Child

Keep The Heart Of A Child, is a song written by Lori R. Lopez in 1992. The song’s lyrics are featured in the poetry collection by the same name.

Read: once upon a monster moon

Under the city’s canals, amidst a secret web of conduits Hide many a wonder in the disguise of darkness, Veiled by shadow and a discreet demeanor, a shyness

Darkverse: The Shadow Hours

A rich gathering of poetry with a dismal twilight atmosphere, a brooding nature, an eerie tone . . . DARKVERSE: THE SHADOW HOURS encompasses such pieces written by Lori R. Lopez between 2009 and 2017 . . .

The Language Of Life

THE LANGUAGE OF LIFE is the second volume of verse in the Collected Poetry Of Eath series, featuring works by various invented poets who will seem quite real . . .

Keep The Heart Of A Child Author Reading

Fairy Fly Entertainment presents author-illustrator-poet Lori R. Lopez reading "The Dark Deep Woods" and "The Deep Dark Woods", a set of contrasting poems about the forest . . .

Poetic Reflections: Thirteen-O-Clock!

Let’s be serious. (A very stern look.) Ha, fooled ya. Probably scared you a tick or a tock if you’ll admit it. You won’t? Are you sure? Are you absolutely certain?

A World Of Words Book Trailer

A peaceful and reverent wanderer rests by a tree in a forest to read. Poet Rafael Lopez recites "The Tides Of Travel" from his book A WORLD OF WORDS . . .

The Dark Mister Snark

There are those individuals we know little about who skulk and creep delightfully across page or screen. In reality, we are taught to avoid them. Sometimes, however, they may surprise us.

Poetic Reflections: Mothers

I was planning to call this “Blank”. I had even typed it up at the top in preparation, but at the last minute I decided to change the theme . . .

Poetic Reflections: Horror Limericks

Time, time, time. I think it’s time. Yes, that’s what it is. The next subject for a poetic reflection. No, no, no. Scratch that. Well, it is high time for a new column.

Odds And Ends

What terrors lurk in the blackest regions of a cellar, amidst dusty cobwebbed shelves, in the glass jars and metal cans of a hopelessly abnormal mind?

Read: Dark

A black hole is etched in my soul Space has no end, no beginning It bounces to the knife-edge of Nevermore And beyond, perhaps too far

Read: birds of night

The birds of night flap broodful wings Against the pewter clouded mist Though sleep might claim most At this hour of witchcraft and ghoul Their leather-like flails evoke a restless

Read: Eulogy

There was something in the basement . . . A girl cowered in her bed at night and listened To a mournfully somber wail that echoed Through the floor of her room, imprisoned.

Read: city of angels

Halfway to the city of angels I may have lost my mind I think it fell out the window of the car When we hit a bump on the freeway

Read: screaming pumpkins

What if you woke And found yourself cursed — The clock ticking backward Your reflection unreversed? If the canary were tweeting Dead-battery-chirp babble And you drew only blank tiles

The Queen Of Hats

A collection of very unusual verse, ranging from wacky to dark to narrative. Lori R. Lopez writes her own way, whether poetry or prose. This book contains both . . .

Poetic Reflections: paranormities

Although I tend to be old-fashioned and behind the times in many ways, whether by choice or budget or for some other reason probably a bit more peculiar . . .

Poetic Reflections: lake monsters

Fishing about in my brainpool for a suitable title and theme of my next poetry column, I hooked a big one. You know the beast, one of those grandiose whoppers that gives birth to legends.

Poetic Reflections: horror sisters

’Tis that time of year, my dear, when it must be mentioned unmentionable things. You know what I’m talking about . . . all the things that get swept under the rug the rest of the time . . .

Poetic Reflections: havoc

In life there are periods of calm punctuated by phases of unrest when things become hectic. And then there are times when You-Know-Where breaks loose . . .