(A stand-alone verse…continuation of “Writing the Melodramatic”)
I am most definitely a male from a time long ago
My mind play tricks as the memories ebb and flow
One moment I am a contemporary woman in 2015
Then I sink into oblivion and grasp for esteem
As master of mine own home in the mid-1600s
I am well to do with servants at my beck and call
I am very cruel and evil to them all
The peasant woman who has joined me in my drafty, cold library
Is bleeding from two punctures in her neck so precarious
She cries out to me to stop draining her life’s blood
Her dress in torn and weathered, her boots caked with mud
She must suffer and die for attempting to flee my domain
We would have become such dear friends if only she had remained.
How can I be this creature who blossoms in the night
Turning his back on humanity and forsaking the light?
BowmanAuthor and Writer/Editor 
I love a good vampire story; aren’t you just a bit flippant, though, at this girl’s demise?
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Vampires are inherently cold…a human life’s blood to them is like the meat of a cow or chicken. Depending on the myth, there are supposedly vampires who wish to have human traits again…to feel the sun, to express love, to enjoy feeling and friendship… Alas, they are the Hollywood ideal, not the stuff of ancient myth. Yes, these poems are dark. I’m not even sure where they are coming from. It will be interesting to see where they go.
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Loved your poem. But then I’ve always been drawn to vampire stories and films.
I’m reading an awesome vampire series, The Prince of Blood Chronicles by Pletcha PJ Webb. Her stories give vampires a whole new twist I’ve never come across before.
I look forward to following your poetry road to see where these poems lead.
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Oh, me too! Were you a “Forever Knight” fan? It was made in Toronto, Canada … only aired 3 years, I think. Gerraint Wynn Davies and Nigel Bennett. Worth watching!
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Thanks I’ll definitely look for that film
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With my poems, you never know …
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