Dark Poetry #2 |
Spenserian Sonnet |
Victoria
since 2000-08-12
Posts 5869 |
In the deep shadows of dark impassion the lavender winds billow in the night the ebony moon is my dark potion as dark romance screams in delight eyes of darkness, they arouse and excite dreams of the gothic, stir in my head bells in the belfry,as bats soar in flight torrid wild kisses, envelope my bed dreams of vampires, blood of crimson red dark eternal life, loathing the sweet dawn creeping in the night, one of the dead power and evil, his strength I am drawn goddess of the night, tempted by lust only in my dreams, my dreams I entrust [This message has been edited by Victoria (edited 10-15-2000).] |
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Xeonox
since 2000-04-01
Posts 1764CA, USA |
Thought provoking poem. great work. Ronil (The sweet sound of summer sends serenity through my soul searching for that evermore solitude.) |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Nice and dark...James |
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Victoria
since 2000-08-12
Posts 5869 |
Thank you Xeonox and James for reading..i do appreciate your comments.. thank you for visiting. ~Victoria~ A poem is never finished, only abandoned. - Paul Valery (1871-1945) |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
one can hear the deep dark knell of the bell. . . calling home the spirits from the dark. . . excellent. . . --------------------------------------------------------- That which gives light must endure burning --Victor Frankl |
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Victoria
since 2000-08-12
Posts 5869 |
Thank you Sven..nice to hear from you again tonight..glad you liked.. ~Victoria~ A poem is never finished, only abandoned. - Paul Valery (1871-1945) |
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