Trailing the Beautiful Vampyr.....

Vampyrs can be magnificent or no...they oft find those who reflect their own darkness and make delicious feeding...but then it takes all sorts does it not.......

• A Strange Tale

beautiful vampyr

A strange tale I will tell
Of those who walketh into hell
Not really knowing what they do
For them a game of show and tell

A vampyre I do speak of here
Sucking blood from those around
Gorging on the red sweet stuff
That from his victims it does stream

His beauty doth it attract

So many to him not knowing that
Lead to their doom it will
Their precious blood to spill

To Score

He prowls the streets
Big city stores
Looking for a place to score
The scent of humans oh so strong

His of cloves and bitter herbs

Attract it does in numerous ways
Darting looks from helpless maids
Under his spell to fall

Magnetism

there lies!!

From him a magnetism doth come
Otherworldly in many ways
Hundreds of years has this been made
Around him now an auric veil

Glinting sharp under the moon
In daytime hideth he
Away from briliiant sun and light
Shrivel him to nothing they could do

Under the ground there he does lie
Till day is gone
Night has arrived
With all the fun for him to do
Maybe finding who knows who

The Venomous Ones

venomous ones

Look he does for those who bear
That same venom inside of them
There it lurks like a black snake
Or scorpion about to strike

These he loves for they do taste
Of similar darkness to himself
Rich with taint flowing through their blood
A feast for him in every way

and so it is

Green eyed Lady......

This piece inspired itself as I dreamed of a friend and then it morphed into what it is...I also wonder why and how and when will come that moment of goodbye...

The Search

dreaming

Last night I dreamed and then wrote this

A search for whom
I wonder why

Where do you hear the Sound of God
Where do you hear it played
Where do you see angels on high
Where do I find you

When will you join the Heavenly Host
When will you fly away
When will your heart with joy be filled
When will I see you

Questions

questing

How can you be so beautiful
How can you know me well
How can you choose me above all else
How can I find you

Questions that we all do ask
Not always knowing why we do
They come up from the depths within
Eternally

Questing

wondering...

Perhaps it is the questing
For that which is sublime
A different form it takes
When it reacheth our mind

Distortion of What Is maybe
Do this humans will
From the moment we were born
Questing to go back home
Into the Heart of God
Energy sublime

Portal

portal there

So we go on from day to day
Wondering how and when and why
Will come the moment of goodbye
To those we leave behind

Yet welcoming we find
The great light that shines
As through the portal we do go
Into another beautiful place
Awaiting us the other side

Could this be Hell

door to hell

The only hell that does exist
Is what we maketh in our lives
Negativity plays a big part
Fear jealousy anger greed

Play back within us there to sit
As darkness seen so well
In pictures we have seen of hell
The redness of anger
Greyness of fear
The green of jealousy
Greed those naked twirling bodies

let it not be you or me

A Haring and Horing....

By cnwriter..carolina, 

Just like an old fable of the owl and the pussy cat so the hare and the hound can be changed into something rather different...a fun piece indeed for those who are not righteously indignant or indignantly righteous....enjoy

• Going Which Way
• The Opening
• Ecstasy
• Strait and Laced
• credits

Going Which Way

comme how....

The hare and the hore one lovely day
Decided to find an exciting new way
Playing around could be such fun
High and low and inbetween
Ninety Six indeedIt matters not at all to me

For choices always they are free
When lovers together come
Perhaps lusters often we do mean

A bump a hump across a tree
That lines the way so beautifully
Into treasures hidden are they
Within a mass of clotted hair

The Opening

oh oh oh..

A projection long and pink
Sometimes mottled brown indeed
Expanding then in tandem sweet
Between a purse of wrinkled skin

Hiding there in glorious disarray
A sweeping fur of coloured hue
Leading the way
To treasures hidden deep inside

Ecstasy

hare and hore

The hore and the hare
Together did they
Go out and look for
Vicarious ways

Some they might find
So varied would be
To anything else
That had happened for them

A ritual intense
Lifting beyond
What had gone on before
An upheaval immense
Never again to experience]/i]

Strait and Laced

prudes and prunes...

If you mind on certain tracks doth run
Within this story you will find
A rather norty piece indeed

Then those of you so strait and laced
Will huff and puff indignantly
Forsooth ask if deleted it can be
Forget you do that words alone
Should not to you bring such aplomb

But then the choice is yours for you to make
As it will always be!!!!!!

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Flights of Fancy and Fairy Queens....

well this is an odd piece I was going to continue with a hory tale but this got written instead..full of quirks and other things...so dont take it too much to heart especially my gay friends whom I adore....

Balance

ecstatic oh oh oh

Am on a roll
I think I am
Ecstasy or misery
Which do you choose

One goes up the other down

What happens in between
Who knows
I do

A balance there is made
The fulcrum swinging from side to side
Too much either way
It falls

Back Up

balance....

Hacked out like a piece of meat
Hanging there for all to see
Betwixt heaven and hell
Wot a place to be

Ecstasy reaching into the divine
Knowing in total-ness
All that Is
More and more you want
Never enough can be

Such creation so sublime
Flying past all space and time
Into the Godhead once again

Misery

obese indeed

Misery a song is sung
By those who doubt and feel dismay
You can find them every day
Moaning groaning tragedy

Not enough their song you hear
Stuffing their faces
Obesity
Hands outstretched begging for more
When on a diet they should be

But they get lots of company
For misery a place it seems
Where those who cant and dont and wont
Hang out

Fairies or....

fairy man!!!

This started out a different theme
But seems to have morphed
Into that which is
A tale reaching high and low
Different strokes
Different folks

Prudes and prunes
Kings and queens
Some fairies
Others in between

Under the covers
All are the same or so they say
Its always up to you or me
To find the way that works
A lesson well learned indeed!!!

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Words...words and so much more.....

I watched again the film Anonymous fabulous it is and was inspired to write this especially as I remember that lifetime!!!  words hold magic power as is delineated in this film so do enjoy my page....

On everything

awesome

It interests me it really does
In the film Anonymous
Elizabeth did ask young Mab
To discourse on the word truth

Replied young man
Truth is truth
No matter what
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JECTUQVrvzE
Able to this young man
Discourse he could on anything
Just like I do
A heavenly gift indeed

A stroke or two

words..words

Come with me I ask of you
Let's play in the Garden of Words
High notes and low do flow
Wherever they wish to go

Music of rushing waves
Fills your ears with marvellous sound
Your eyes pick up a different view
One you never saw before

This is the magic of it all
When pen you take up to inscribe
A stroke just one
Then two then three
Before long a litany

Magical world of words

words fly high

Tap tap I hear the words inside
Waiting there to be inscribed
Inspired they are
Onto parchment thick and white
Scrawled into a heavenly mass
Words and music to impress
Upon your soul and mine

No other way to spend the day
Not riding on a horse or car
Those mundane things to do
When ride you may
In the magical world of words

Spirit flies

spirit runs free

Come come with me
Let us play
In the magical world of words
Nothing else of import be

Colours shine now everywhere
From your eyes so bright
Perceive you can the inner worlds
A journey you are on

Here to there and back again
Up and down your spirit flies
Never looking backwards
Oh what a marvellous way to go

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Sanguinists...Knights of the Christed One...

Vampires and others of that ilk

evil eye...

Deep in the darkling night he hunts
The one called Nosferu
Seeking to sink his fangs
Into the necks of Innocents

Yet there are others of this type

They have come through time
Lazarus a stringoi did become
Bitten by one of like mind
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xJ_gZ-h2X9Y
Placed was he into a crypt
His family this did do
Preferred to die death by starvation
Rather than continue
Human victims feed upon

Knights of the Christed One

raising of Lazarus

Lazarus accepted his burden
With others of this kind
Knights of the Christed One
Became
Their work to rid the world
Of stringoi who drank from anyone

Great artist Rembrandt
A painting of this made
Blood seeping from the lips of Lazarus
In death shroud clad
Rising from granite sarcophagus
Family in horror gazed

Lord Jesus Christ 
Raised Lazarus from the dead
Gave him back his life
An admonishment gave

Only drink consecrated wine
Never that of human kind
And so he did

A different side

Lazarus lives....

The church kept this hidden
Not wishing others to know
Rather keep secreted away
But Rembrandt privy to the knowledge
Produced his masterwork
To hide the secret in plain sight

A testament to the Order
Of the Knights of Christ
The Sanguinist side of the Church
Not bound by papal laws

Rasputin

Rasputin

To Russia then the threesome went
To meet with Grigori
Better known as Rasputin
Alive still to this day

He also a drinker of blood
Not consecrated by the church
This mixed with blood of humans
Burned the mouth of those who drank

but kept them all alive

The Book

Blood Gospel...

I aint read the ending yet but fascinating this novel be...and I promise to write about it and let you know the result of all this mayhem at a later date..

But do pick up books by Rollins and also Rebecca Cantrell who co-authored this novelif you want some bloody good reading....

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The Eruption of Mount Vesuvius....

The One who spewed

destruction of Pompeii and Herculaneum

Long long ago in days gone by
The world had not yet blown its top
But down below fires they burned
Deep in the core

Mountains reared high into the sky
Kilimanjaro Everest but two
Vesuvius the one we knew
Innards did spew
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t6TRwfxDICM
Rivers of molten rock
Poured down its sides
Burning all in its way
A force of great malignancy

Clouds of fumes and ashes
Filled the air
Nothing could be seen
Magma rumbled everywhere
Covering everything in sight
Nothing remained

The happening

images to see...

Gathered in homes on streets
People dashed here and there
Trying to escape the anger
Mother Nature did eschew

As She often will do
When man does equilibrium destroy
Greed and cruelty man made choice
Against each other and the earth

Hercules

Hercules..

Vesuvius the serpent
Coiled
Ancient writings do inscribe
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4ZAJ5irjVAY
Venus patron saint of that region
Hercules he came and went
After clearing out the giants
Who there did abide
Called "the sons of the Earth"
Inhabited that whole region wide
Back in the dawning days before

Aftermath

bodies through time..

All that remained after massive earthquakes shook
Tidal waves covered the land
The sea roared hungrily
Taking back into its depths
All that man had built
All was desolate

People burned into grotesque shapes
Huddled on the ground
Nowhere to go
No escape
From fury of the elements

It can happen again maybe.....

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A Vampyre's Tale of Woe....

Safety to find

light through trees

Through forest of gloom he crawled
On his belly claws outstretched
Grabbing onto darkened loam
Brambles tried to bar his way

His goal a cave in which to hide
Away from brightness of the sun
When dawn broke in eastern sky
Beams filtering through the trees

He knew that safe he would be there
To mend his many wounds
Inflicted by mens' cruel spears
Against him they had come

A Vampyre became

heart of good...

He heard the thump of blackened boots
Still searching were for him
Half man half beast
Yet within a heart of love did beat

Once a mighty man of arms
Regent to the king
Fought at his side so many times
Till in battle he did fall

Taken to a prison dark
Vampyres many came
Tore at his neck
Sucked his blood
Till a vampyre he too became

Revenge

only enemies...

The part of him that still human
Refused the blood of babes
Drank only from men whose faces
Reminded him of enemies
Against him they had fought
Bringing war and desolation
To countries he had loved so well
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cXOyBaiIdes
Now revenge his only course
Upon which he did dwell

Denizens of the deep

teers weep...

Out of sightless eyes they gazed

Denizens of the deep
Recognizing him who came
Tears they did weep
To see this man laid so low
One whose power and fame
Across the world had stretched
Bringing surcease to all
Mantles of surety and grace

Wicked men today

wicked men today...

A Tale within is herein made
Those who cross our world do race
Bringing unholy things
Sucking goodness from all around
Leaving turmoil in its place

They are the vampyres
In every country found
Parading through the streets
Smiles on their faces
Cruelty in their hearts
and so it is...

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