I used a few slightly archaic words, to help with the atmosphere. All expressed from the point of view, of those vampires; seeking and yearning for their prey.
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I actually like this poem as it stands, especially from the vampire's pov. Their disdain for mortals really comes through here,
As the moon shines,
On our white teeth,
Those lowly mortals,
Walk beneath
I plan on reading more of your work, I like your style. There isn't really anything I can add that hasn't already been said, but thank you for sharing. =)
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I actually like this poem as it stands, especially from the vampire's pov. Their disdain for mortals really comes through here,
As the moon shines,
On our white teeth,
Those lowly mortals,
Walk beneath
I plan on reading more of your work, I like your style. There isn't really anything I can add that hasn't already been said, but thank you for sharing. =)
I like the way its written from the pov of the vampire. Although well done, I do think that there is something missing but that is the magical ability of a vampire to make you see or do what they are wanting you to do.
From that pool,
With the crimson sheen,
We sake our lust,
Like death's dream
It was written quite well but I have to agree with J. Black. There is something missing. Like... there's some kind of value missing from the point. I don't know, but something isn't there. Other then that, it's quite good.
ah Julian, I think that something is missing in this poem to be honest. Perhaps it's the darkness and scary feel that vampires hold? I don't know if I really got that, I felt as if these vampires were friendly creatures and just wanted to kiss the blood from my lips from them being dry and him as a hard kisser. don't get me wrong, I totally like this poem and vampires, they hold a special kinda touch if you get my drift. I think you are a brilliant writer, you just need to dig deeper and I know it's in you.
Sometimes they hear,
The flap of wings,
But in their hearts,
It's fear that sings
The imagery is good on this. Most people, when they think they hear something and nothing's there, feel their heart beating just a little bit faster...
My first name is Julian. I'm a white male, straight, English and 51 years old. My email address is [email protected]. Writing is just an interest to me. My favourite writers include H. P.. more..