What follows is the dark poem of the vampire! He arises as Halloween draws near. Enjoy and try not to get too frightened.
I reblog this for Fandango’s Flashback Friday

The Vampire
As the day becomes night, he will rise
With a creak of his coffin, his red eyes appear
His cape gives a flutter, out into the night he flies
He thirsts for blood and prays on fear

The Moon is high a victim he seeks
Drink he must, to sire maybe, to kill certainly
Along dark streets and through windows he peeks
His sense of smell and fangs primed thirstily

In her bed, she lies. Her hair blonde, skin milky smooth
He smells her tasty blood, lusts for her veins
Like a deathly shadow he enters, his victim a youth
You’ll know visited when only flesh and bone remains

She wakes with a scream, his hand smothers, and chokes
It’s okay he whispers, his fangs sinking into her neck
The iron-rich blood excites, the demon inside it provokes
He drinks away her life-juices, leaving behind not a speck

The victim was sired, a new bloodsucker she has become
His bloodlust quenched, his human love became his vampire bride
Into the night they creep, more victims will succumb
A warning, cover your neck, lest you reside at the graveside

Watch your back for the vampire cometh!
Thanks for reading my friends.
There’s more in the Poetry Corner, Poetry Nook, and the Short Story Collection
Have a great day!
Great poem, Mason! I was frightened reading it, but not too badly. You even kept the rhyming scheme going the entire way. That takes a lot of skill and finesse with words to do that! Nicely done…and…it got me in the Halloween mood.
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This was fun, Jim. I love Halloween, and October always fills me with great ideas.
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That’s cool about Halloween, Mason. I like it a lot as well. I sent off two Halloween related stories for a couple of publications. We’ll see how it goes. Have a great rest of your day and weekend!
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Good luck with those two. Look forward to reading those.
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Yuk What a horror story/poem/ the content not to my liking but well done indeed. i can’t write poetry.
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Sorry about that, Gill. Didn’t mean to disgust you. Glad you liked it though.
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You didn’t really disgust me I am full of admiration that you can write poetry, I’m useless at that. My dad wrote some lovely poems but silly verses are my limit.
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Thanks. I have to really feel like it to write a poem or the rhymes and words just don’t come out in a good way. I’m pleased with this one though.
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Creepy, vivid, great descriptions… beautiful work!
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Thanks for reading and commenting.
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Of course! I write similar subject matter, I have a decent zombie one posted on my site, its called “the abnormal”
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Oh cool, I’ll go give it a look. You might like my story Saintless on the site too. Its in the short stories tab.
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cool, ill check it out now and give you a follow!!
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Much appreciated I just followed you as well.
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thanks!
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Who doesn’t love a good vampire tale at this time of year?
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Exactly. Had to be vampire day today with this one from exactly 2 years ago.
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This is really well done. The bats between the stanzas are a nice touch.
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Aww, thank you.
I’d found the bat for a halloween sign I was making so I thought why not use it with my poem. I’m glad you liked it.,
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I suspect you rather enjoy Halloween Mason.
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I grew up with a presense in my home. It lead me to enjoying and investigating the paranormal. So, yes Halloween is always good fun for me.
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Oh, this does have the spook! I’m glad they got their happily ever after 🙂 Another wonderful piece!
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Hello, Sam.
Thank you so much!
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