Vampire

His manic mind this particular night
Was dulled by the fractured waning moonlight.
Standing alone amongst the monoliths
Of stone and marble, cold and spiritless.
The sky, all black and bleak, nary a star
To behold. Somewhere distant a bizarre
Sounding canine howled its mournful distress.
A black ominous cloud slithered across
The dying lunar orb like a veiled-face
Demon lurking in an unholy place.
Possessed, his unquietness bestirring
Within his tormented soul a craving
For human blood. Someone's vitality
Will be drained to sustain immortality.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Guzzi Avatar
June 15, 2009 at 4:13 PM
very haunting...try not to repeat "face" and punch up the last line and you have a real dark winner of a verse there! Light & Love
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June 13, 2009 at 3:42 PM
Very well done.. I like 'dying lunar face' - you capture the horror of the vampire well..
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