Blood Lust

she drank from Erzebet's goblet-

red wine laced with pinpricked fingers,

the lingering taste of iron;

metallic warmth.

grisly murders are committed

under wane midnight moons,

as the heather fields wilt

under cold lifeless bodies,
frozen forms.

Baptisms in blood.

Author notes

Blood is thicker than water, and much tastier.
Image by xBrokenxRealityx at deviantart.com

dark quickie by And Hyetal. 335 points, ended July 3, 2008, 9 entries
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In The Twilight
November 17, 2008

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a very nice poem. i loved every line, had a bittersweet feel to it. it seems like every poem you write, has so much of your dedication invested within.
whispernthedark
September 6, 2008

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And testimonial is given... great write, thank you for entering the contest.

good luck

♥
whisper
storiesuntold
August 25, 2008
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Oh my goodness
This is a good but chilling write indeed you have done well on this piece
celadia
August 11, 2008

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this gives a mood, an eerie mood, but of course that suits the subject. i think for the subject of vampires, it is just wonderful.
DarkRomantic113
July 22, 2008
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Awesome. I loved the darkness.
faderman1959
July 4, 2008
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Very dark but very good! This had a vampire feel to it and was quite cool!
Zarokk666
July 4, 2008

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really cool poem, my friend
I like it a lot

see you in the borderland of sanity
Zarok
Kari
July 3, 2008

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Hm, I wonder what was in that potion. This was really well done here, and I love your title a lot!
Cerulean Sunrise
July 3, 2008
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Now that is yummy darkness.
Way to go oh adorable one.
And Hyetal
July 3, 2008
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brr. Now I'm cold. This poem is all shivery-like.