Thursday 31 October 2013

A Vampire's Diary

You wait for me
Night-veiled, intemperate sky         

There's no mistaking glint in your eyes
nor your lips, shaped hungry as quarter moon

leaning carelessly against apple tree
But its not the apples, red & deadly

you are craving for
Not dripping white sap nor blistering roots

But raw flesh & wild
river ravaging my insides

You say you love me to forsake all else -
shallowed past, sun-brushed mornings, even anemic diet  

But I know you
will choose me even if I'm a poisonous tree 

Because without me
You'll grow old quickly

Strangled dry & wanting as autumn leaf
I'll tell you what is wild, tormented, slippery

cold, Here - take this pen  
And stake it through my breast

My ink flows, not crossed with holy ghosts
But full of open wounds

wasted agony & bleeding for life
sentence, not eternal damnation

of feeding and unfeeding
How demanding you've become

Now now

Bare me your neck 
curved warm veins, beating faster than a clock 

You take me:
A cure, muse, lightning 
                                             the storm you dream about-      

 



Posted for Imaginary Garden for Real Toads - To Monster with Love
& D'verse Poets Pub - Wild Beasts -

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42 comments:

  1. DEZMOND31 October 2013 at 09:43

    because without me you'll grow old quickly....

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  2. revelations31 October 2013 at 10:13

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  3. Vandana Sharma31 October 2013 at 10:14

    Nice one, very effective !

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  4. hedgewitch31 October 2013 at 10:27

    "I know you/will choose me even if I'm a poisonous tree.."--that is an excellent line, Heaven, and the whole force of the poem lies in a tension of improbable possible and compulsion which I really like--also "..My ink flows, not crossed with holy ghosts/But full of open wounds .." One of my instant faves of yours.

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  5. Pat Hatt31 October 2013 at 10:30

    Seductive at your sea and damn that big white space confused me lol

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  6. revelations31 October 2013 at 10:54

    not sure how that happened...hopefully this comment won't leave a big blank space... :)

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  7. kaykuala31 October 2013 at 11:06

    Bare me your neck
    curved warm veins

    Sounds macabre, true monster love! In line with the Halloween feel! Great write Grace!

    Hank

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  8. Brian Miller31 October 2013 at 11:42

    is that how you kill a poet....a pen through the chest? smiles...
    there is def something erotic to vampirism...always has been for me..
    ha. great closing lines.

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  9. Myrna R.31 October 2013 at 11:47

    Happy Halloween Grace. I like the creepy tone of this, the sexiness and the wonderful line about the pen, the ink, the killing. Very creative.

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  10. Susie Clevenger31 October 2013 at 12:25

    Erotic, sensual...love it!

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  11. Outcast31 October 2013 at 12:49

    So good Heaven, have a Happy Halloween!

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  12. Anonymous31 October 2013 at 13:32

    that last line, Heaven.... ~

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  13. Claudia31 October 2013 at 13:36

    whew...there's some heat in this... why do i want to be bitten by a vampire now... smiles...

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  14. Marian31 October 2013 at 14:48

    what a statement: you'll choose me even if i am a poisonous tree. that's some serious confidence, right there.

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  15. Glenn Buttkus31 October 2013 at 15:11

    Being a man, it has always bugged me that vampires prefer to bite nubile young women rather than boys; of course there are female Vamps that do like male plasma, and like in Polanski's PARDON ME, BUT YOUR TEETH ARE IN MY NECK, there are some gay vampires that prefer young boys; nice hot ride, thanks.

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  16. Anonymous31 October 2013 at 15:21

    Terrifying... and beautiful. Sensuous and playful ... :-) Enjoyed the horror of it. Well-captured images of succubus/incubus.
    -HA

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  17. Beachanny31 October 2013 at 15:21

    Now that's fauvist. Excellent work - your monsters morph to vampires and your words wind to poetry. Well done!!

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  18. Anonymous31 October 2013 at 15:32

    "you are craving for
    Not dripping white sap nor blistering roots

    But raw flesh & wild
    river ravaging my insides"

    Visual--and visceral. Very strong piece.

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  19. Mark Butkus31 October 2013 at 15:37

    perfect poem for the day

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  20. Anonymous31 October 2013 at 15:41

    Very sexy Grace.>KB

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  21. Susan Daniels31 October 2013 at 15:43

    Oh, this is creepysexycool. Just made up a new word there ;)

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  22. Ginny Brannan31 October 2013 at 16:21

    They say that those under a vampire's spell willingly give themselves and all that pulses through them; and the bite itself is like an orgasmic release as spirit leaves body. Hmmmm...both scary and tempting at the same time! Well captured!

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  23. Anonymous31 October 2013 at 16:32

    the storm you dream about

    Simply delicious last line!

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  24. Anonymous31 October 2013 at 18:14

    I shiver and shudder reading this...delicious!

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  25. Lisa A. Williams31 October 2013 at 18:44

    Superb! Love how you describe the seductive and alluring nature of the vampire.

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  26. Steven Marty Grant31 October 2013 at 19:01

    Perfect piece for today

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  27. Jeff31 October 2013 at 19:50

    Deliciously beastly--I really enjoyed the lips shaped like a quarter moon. Very well done!

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  28. Susan31 October 2013 at 21:38

    "I'll tell you what is wild, tormented, slippery
    cold ...." I am, "the storm you dream about."

    The ink, the river, the blood, the crescent moon lips ...bewitching
    but also eerily about the inside we, I, am afraid, sometimes to open to.
    But what's the worst the at could happen? In my root is the end?

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  29. Anonymous31 October 2013 at 23:27

    intense! I liked it.

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  30. Margaret1 November 2013 at 01:31

    Well, I was quite drawn in with the beginning... so powerfully described ..

    "My ink flows, not crossed with holy ghosts
    But full of open wounds

    wasted agony & bleeding for life
    sentence"

    Just so awesome! You just immersed yourself in thought and feeling and came up with a most amazing poem!

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  31. Anonymous1 November 2013 at 02:11

    Very nice...as I tie up my hair and bare my neck...he he!

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  32. Anonymous1 November 2013 at 05:44

    Great, sensual, Halloween poem!

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  33. Mystic_Mom1 November 2013 at 09:13

    Yowzers! That was totally and utterly COOL!

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  34. Anonymous1 November 2013 at 09:38

    Wish I can tell that to her - bare me your neck !

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  35. Anonymous1 November 2013 at 09:39

    Such great imagery, Grace. Well done! Have a wonderful weekend and as always, thank you!

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  36. Unknown1 November 2013 at 19:55

    You gift us wonderfully vivid descriptors, excellent metaphors to mine, and a slow, hot tone to savor. This is very much in season, a ripe delight, with just the right amount of menace.

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  37. Anonymous2 November 2013 at 11:22

    lost my comment. Well, this is a better and more sensous take on the vampire theme. Lovely, sensual and intriging.

    Lady Nyo

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  38. ashok2 November 2013 at 13:09

    wow!

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  39. Nada Adel2 November 2013 at 16:39

    Beautiful piece. Loved the imagery
    "But its not the apples, red & deadly

    you are craving for
    Not dripping white sap nor blistering roots

    But raw flesh & wild "

    Absolutely wicked. I loved the "ink" image too. Nicely done. Keep it up

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  40. Anonymous2 November 2013 at 17:30

    Hmm, mixed? Or ambivalence?... Quite impressive imagination!

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  41. Anonymous10 November 2013 at 21:05

    that last line is killer

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