bet your life on it

12/2011 (Blood type B: Installment Nine)

The black sun rises like

a violent death ray

causing me to cower

in your illusory arms

boiling is the touch

of your memories 

melding into the

stages of my mind 

Out of the reaches

of a obsidian dawn

I lay,

 

roaming the wonders of my madness 

awaiting blessed nightfall

Spectral visions whisk me

speedily forward in time to 

shadowy dusk, sweet sunset...

When I awake blood will

stain the snow, you can

bet your life on it

Author's Note

Reviews

[Angie Diane♥&hea..]

Oh that was great lol "I can't wait until the sun goes down so I can hunt and kill some more! I really love tasting your precious lovely delicate blood! I know I'm a little pyscho, but I need to sustain my life as well. Your life will have to be sacrficed. Oh well." Haha I loved this chapter. Thanks for sharing.

[Magic plus the mayhem.]

I love the visual asspects of this! When I was reading this I felt as if I were seeing every part of this. Great write!

[Coyote Poetry]

Amazing poetry. The words set-up a wild vision of blood and snow. I like the video also. Thank you for sharing your amazing mind.
Coyote

[~Sarah~ Idríel T..]

So strong and powerful words!

[BeccaB]

very strong writing that grabs the attention as i read this it looded my minde with images and emotions that i havent felt in a long time i loved it ^_^

[Aidz]

Sweet tomes of death litter the funk

[EMF]

Hooked until the ending. And what an ending. I know this is a part of a greater whole, but belive me, this, like all of the others could easily stand alone. A superb write, atmospheric and image laden. Wonderful

[Priyankaabhilaashi]

Good..

[EMMIE]

dark and beautiful love the pic and all the colors in the poem imagery is awesome!

[Lily Mae]

I'm loving every piece and the obsidian dawn made me think of the razors edge... :)