Vampire Needs

written for creative poetry

The cobble stone street is littered

With unwanted debris

That drift upon the breeze

Down the solemn street

For the last carriage

Departed over an hour ago

 

The gas lamppost glows

Casting a eerie yellow light

As fog swirls encompassing

All that lurk within the night

 

An icy bite sings on the wind

Drifting casually in all directions

As a lone figure stands enveloped

In the shadows of velvet satin

Darkness is his friend

 

Masquerading as something he is not

Hiding behind a devilish smile

With eyes red aglow

his form scream allurement

Pose is relaxed

Grin full of mischief

For tonight a female victim

With succumb with pleasure.  

As he feeds on her pleasure

 

The fog closes in as

A red fingernail slides down his arm

She circles her prey

But he is not alarmed

 

Her hair falls over his shoulder

Her devious smile awaken

The elements of the night

Electricity is flowing

Lighting up the sky

 

Clouds darken hastening

Their feral need

For even vampires

Have the urge to breed.

Reviews

[Kat Collins]

I always love me a good vampire...you cast a seductive, mysterious wicked scene. I almost want to read this as a story instead of a poem! If only vampires were reality...(sigh). Love the twist at the end! I find it interesting that you don't rhyme the whole poem, but only bits and pieces. Is there a reason for that?

Two errors in these lines - "With succumb with pleasure.
As he feeds on her pleasure" - you repeat pleasure twice and I think the first With should be Will.

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ooh..that had a twist!! Love it..

[Larry Dyson]

even vampires need it..yes..