Open Poetry #1 |
Stalkers of the Night |
sea_of_okc Senior Member
since 1999-06-15
Posts 568Oklahoma City, OK, USA |
Silently they stalk the night Trash can barrel firelight Shows their victims' dying fright Evidence of their rebirth Flowing blood to slake their thirst Mortals' deaths, malicious mirth So few are we who choose to fight And stalk the stalkers of the night Blood frenzied they roam the street Flitting shadows so discreet Woe to humans that they meet On destruction they are bent Many souls to hell they've sent Down the block they caught my scent Some men like me, we choose to fight Death to the stalkers of the night Flash of silver, slash of fang Knife, stake, cross, I fight in vain Then a blossom purest pain Sudden blackness clouds my sight I awake to blinding light Sickened, shaken, cursed bite An urge so strong I cannot fight I stalk my prey now in the night... ------------------ Steven Seaman |
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© Copyright 1999 Steven Thomas Seaman - All Rights Reserved | |||
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
Hey, sea. You gotta stop watching those late night Dracula movies! You set the mood very well. Nice job. |
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elvira Senior Member
since 1999-07-06
Posts 936California |
i always love a good vampire poem ------------------ one night at the airport...Childhood Memories...eight short weeks...your countenance...just watching tv...hoarse whispers...My One and Only...Tribute to M.J....Feel the need?...serving wench...the mistress...stolen hours...devotion...Master...apart |
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Dragon Member
since 1999-07-14
Posts 138Highmount,NY ,USA |
My kind of story! Good Job!! ------------------ |
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thursdayschild Member
since 1999-07-01
Posts 169Houston, Tx. |
oh so eerie! excellent use of rhyme, enjoyed the story....Thanks! |
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