liquid rubies

12/2011 (Blood type B: Installment Eleven)

I watched as she struggled to breath

desperately trying to hold onto life 

shuddering and shaking as the final

throes of death visited her mind

No doubt frozen memories replayed

intertwining with the perceptible 

her blood ran out like liquid rubies

steadily pooling around her state 

Panic spilled from her dim eyes

as she realized that I sat mere

seconds away, studying her 

demise with moderate interest

Screams echoed in the empty night

as she attempted to crawl away

but the pain and broken bones 

paralyzed her unwillingly before me

Bending over her and looking deeply

into her terror shot eyes, saying..."Don't cry,

I am here to help you", taking her hand

I ask..."Are you ready to go home?"

Author's Note

Reviews

[ChaoticSoul]

"studying her / demise with moderate interest" I loved that. I felt as if I were looking the eyes of the angel of death...watching another body cave way to death. You have such an interesting talent to write about death in a beautiful literary way, yet keeping it's utter horror and bloody mess meshed within it.

[Angie Diane♥&hea..]

This was sad. I loved this write though. Imagery was seen and the spoken parts were great. Great job. Loved the emotions. Thanks for sharing.

[Lily Mae]

I feel weird lol.. it's so creepy watching her with moderate interest...it disconnects me from the light side and dives me into the dark with a mild curiosity.. What were they to each other..? hmmm You have written something that taps into a part of ourselves that we don't often visit...bwahhhh (Lily's dark side lol) Excellent write by the way...xo

[patricia]

An emotionally uninvolved observational write. Kinda like a Care worker or police man or fireman who has to remain detached to function. Really good. Thankyou.

[Art]

nice work...looking from the outside...death sits and awaits...this is the view I see from your poem...

[Kenneth The Poet]

Scary excellent, brother. This is a book I would buy if published.

[Priscilla Sayers]

Wonderful! Dangerous, provacative and alluring... Great poem!

[M.E.Lyle]

You certainly have a way of stirring the emotions. It's a great attribute. You paint a final grasp at lifes final moments as though experiencing it yourself.

[Arachne.]

I bet you like Dexter. hahah. Nice work though. You set the mood for this exquisitely

[Angel Bluestocking]

you write such beautifully dark poems, be it death or the tormented mind of the immortal, your works are darkly superb.
while i was reading - and reading - your poem, i felt like i was the hunter. i felt detached, mildly interested to my prey. and then i felt pity, when i came back to myself that is. i pity the prey of the immortal. tortured and played with.
i love it~^^

[Coyote Poetry]

A cold and lonely scene in the chapter. I like the description. Made me have a wild vision of pain and misery. No weakness in this chapter. Just a amazing chapter.
Coyote