The Mystery of Writing
Everything contains a mystery
That is how it comes to be
In the beginning is the end
How a poem its way does wend
I thought of adding to this site
My vampyr story
So far as it has yet been written
Then perhaps it would grow and grow
Into a novel
For me it seems the only way
I find to write these days
Is poetry on wikinut
No other interest have I
Except my horoscopes that fly
Across the world in magazines
Even they do not pay well
So stop complaining some of you
About the money you do not earn
Here on this marvellous site
Just go elsewhere or quit your groans
That is how it comes to be
In the beginning is the end
How a poem its way does wend
I thought of adding to this site
My vampyr story
So far as it has yet been written
Then perhaps it would grow and grow
Into a novel
For me it seems the only way
I find to write these days
Is poetry on wikinut
No other interest have I
Except my horoscopes that fly
Across the world in magazines
Even they do not pay well
So stop complaining some of you
About the money you do not earn
Here on this marvellous site
Just go elsewhere or quit your groans
LIfe Eternal
Not yet was she a vampyr
Another one had looked at her
Knowing soon joined they would be
For all eternity
Die she must to thus become
Drained of blood
A welcoming it would be
To rid herself of earthly chains
Attachments that pulled her from
An inner knowing so profound
Of life eternal
Another one had looked at her
Knowing soon joined they would be
For all eternity
Die she must to thus become
Drained of blood
A welcoming it would be
To rid herself of earthly chains
Attachments that pulled her from
An inner knowing so profound
Of life eternal
In Ancient Carthage
In ancient Carthage they did live
Where life was cheap to give away
Killing the order of the day
Heads from bodies torn
Life's blood in streets of gore it ran
Streaming down like rivulets of rain
Proscribed she'd been by soldiers of the king
Not able to pay the taxes due
They came and took her with her son
Into dark cellars there they lay
Where life was cheap to give away
Killing the order of the day
Heads from bodies torn
Life's blood in streets of gore it ran
Streaming down like rivulets of rain
Proscribed she'd been by soldiers of the king
Not able to pay the taxes due
They came and took her with her son
Into dark cellars there they lay
The Vampyr
But as they entered through prison gates
She looked and there did see
A man with hair as white as snow
His skin the same it seemed
Translucent shining in the sun
Smile on his lips did beam
His eyes a message there for her
Rescued you will be
Then unto me you will proceed
To change your life for evermore
She knew not what he meant at all
But deep inside a chord did ring
Recognition of a happening
Yet to come not known before
Comfort it was for her
to be continued...when...your guess is as good as mine!!!
She looked and there did see
A man with hair as white as snow
His skin the same it seemed
Translucent shining in the sun
Smile on his lips did beam
His eyes a message there for her
Rescued you will be
Then unto me you will proceed
To change your life for evermore
She knew not what he meant at all
But deep inside a chord did ring
Recognition of a happening
Yet to come not known before
Comfort it was for her
to be continued...when...your guess is as good as mine!!!
credits
Have you tried Wikinut yet? Write about whatever you like and get paid royalties – here
youtube for the video
Adrian von Ziegler for the music
My inner Story Teller
google for the pics
read more of my pages from erotica to spirituality and everything inbetween by clicking on cnwriter.carolina at top of this page and here more
hereDorian Gray
hereOde to a Dead Mother
herePleasures Men Take and the Revenge
hereThe Countess...Blood Rites
website: http://carolan328.wix.com/cnwriter
youtube for the video
Adrian von Ziegler for the music
My inner Story Teller
google for the pics
read more of my pages from erotica to spirituality and everything inbetween by clicking on cnwriter.carolina at top of this page and here more
hereDorian Gray
hereOde to a Dead Mother
herePleasures Men Take and the Revenge
hereThe Countess...Blood Rites
website: http://carolan328.wix.com/cnwriter
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