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Filed Under (Dark Poetry, Essays, Gothic Faery Tale Art, New Faery Tales, Old Faery Tales) by admin on 26-01-2009
Now is the dark time. The time and place to explore all that lives within the dark. Tales of Vampires, Werewolves, Changelings, Sorcery. All for your delectation.
Art, poetry, fiction, music, video: all shall grow here like the moss over a great treasure chest in the attic of a ruined chateau. My hope is that many authors will come into this Faery Realm and share their extraordinary visions with other Creatures of the Night.
Dream my beauty…Dream the dark dream, the witches dream. One Hundred years in Faery is not very long.
Hi Arlene – congratulations on this site. I’m sure this one will capture the imagination of a huge number of people, and will grow like wildfire once they learn about it!
May all your dreams come true bigger, better, faster than you expect!
Marlowe
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Hello,
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Jinny
Thanks to you all. I have been tardy getting started on this. Bogged down trying to learn tech stuff still.
I hope you all come back and bring your ideas. This will be fun!
Cheers,
Arlene
site’s looking wonderful, Arlene: so delicious and tempting already. Excellent with all the literary contexts too, broadens and teases the imagination!
Hi, good post. I have been wondering about this issue,so thanks for posting.
hi arlene.this site is more than a teacher.keep it going dear.
What do you mean? I would love to know what you are getting out of it. I am glad you enjoy the blog. With encouagement like yours, I will keep it going.
Cheers!
Arlene
My Bloody Valentine,
a vampire poem from raven…
the last thing that i care to tell,
a bitter trade
made unto thee
cast my soul back into fire
underneath the willow tree,
frozen stiff
i made my glance
an inward tale
of broken lies.
a cup of blood
you stole my honor
wilted, for my tapestries…
bending from a twisted branch
outside a world of silent screams,
broken as we cared to chance
we slipped right thru the cracks…
i look back on this time and laughed
the scar a memory i have
for all i care
for those who looked upon us
when we passed…
not long it was
a fever pitch
the scream that pierced my heart,
the blood that dripped
and ran away
that soaked
my ragged cloth,
i fervored life
a darker pain
that split my soul in half,
i climbed to high
a twisted vine
in time
my bloody valentine…
washed in mercy
the grains of sand
that fell for me
to young a man,
those creatures sought
my company
amongst the winged bat,
a darkling child
this world of pain
was pleasure when
when i fed,
for i glistened thru the hands of time
although we never met…
a shallow being
only would i sleep
if i could be,…
alive again and full of breath
amongst the willow tree …
a passing wind seduces me
i look to cast my curse away
so blindly did i fall
from this and that
i walked away,
eventually it came to pass
the moonlight lit
my twisted path
meandering back and forth
i thrust my teeth into her neck…
i lusted for her blood this time
entwined, my bloody valentine…
meandering back and forth
i held her as she died.
i awakened life,
her eyes a blaze..!
like saphires glazed..!
her ghastly gaze..!
i welcomed her into the night
a child of mine, my valentine…
i hope someone can top this, goodluck…i hope this was bloody enough ?
Raven Dark Claw…Spiritual Wizard
thanks for letting me share Alyne…
That is wonderful! Thank you. Should I move it to the front page? With pictures?