The Cursed

Written by Debbie Philly in collaboration with Michael G. Smith

My nights pitch as raven wings flighted

Over earth I watch moon full rising triumph

And see the wood nymphs dance in delight united

To the sense of summer’s solstice solace

And steam of heat further glows the darkness

Glimmers revealing my hunger beneath satin skins

Through veins of blueblood a life force screams in silence

As a river crimson flows deeper into wallow sins

Like molten flames they burn imprint and unquenchable

Thirsts desires for more frenzy

Wilder under twilight becoming insatiable

Until the feasting ends; soothes deviltry

And yet the nights endless continues feeding upon me

Upon the weaker souls I vex

The damned I am forever searching

Blurs the black into starless nexus

The curses binds me; a vortex of melotragic

Undead influx intimate in my existing

Within this stone flesh cold heart, stagnate

But, I forever long to look upon the morning sun…

yet merely finding myself within another hollow evening

Author's Note

Debbie Philly wrote this originally and gave me permission to put my own flair upon it.

Reviews

[Rita L. Sev]

Very cool - great images in this piece. Impressive collaboration, Debbie and Mike!

[A. Amos]

This i just reviewed on debbie one....

[Michael G. Smith]

Then you are covered, lol.

[Debbie_Philly]

Yes Amos but it was Mike who added the magic with this one ;)

[Debbie_Philly]

Love love love it.... thank you and I'm very honored. :)

[Michael G. Smith]

Thanks for allowing to mess around with your poem. I'd like to do more in the future. I have a notebook of lines and verse that I have not used yet. I would like to give you a few and see if you might come up with something.

[Debbie_Philly]

I would Love to Michael.... thank you so much again... :)