13th Hour

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Midnight falls,
dark eeriness surrounds.
Standing upon
the moons shadow.
Creatures of the night
come out to play.

Blood thirsty vamps
snicker and snarl,
their want.
Coming to feast,
on the carcasses,
of the lonely and sad.

Suckling all their life's blood.
Sharp fangs dip
again an again...
Licking
Sucking
Smuggling their booty
back to the caves,
of eternal damnation.

Soulless demons
flying high.
Brains
Knowledge
is their lovers delight...

Seeking all
who dare to venture out,
past the thirteenth hour.

Capturing them
with a sharpened blade.
Wrapping tight
their bounteous prey.
Carrying away
to the hidden caves.

Slicing

Chopping

Body parts fly.
Trying to get
to the brains inside.
Blood runs over
the caves darkened floors.

Pouring out

Dripping through the grooves,
of the moons rocky surface.
So look long and hard,
my friend.
Outside your window
the moon shines bright.
Is it red
tonight?

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tazz317tazz317almost 12 years ago
MOON SHADOWS FOLLOW

to the 13th floor of a high-rise, TK U MLJ LV NV

duddle146duddle146over 17 years ago
Apprehension.

The number 13 deemed uplucky. This rendering gives new meaning to superstitious fear. Well Written!

LeBrozLeBrozover 18 years ago
Bram Stoker Part II

Poe & King I'm sure are quite nice,

but a vision with Bram brings on more terror

but your words with special meaning are:

on the carcasses,

of the lonely and sad.

Ah yes - the living dead............

Bill DadaBill Dadaalmost 19 years ago
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"Abandon" and now this, not what one would expect from someone calling herself Rhyme Fairy. You just gotta love it.

BD

Wanton VixxxenWanton Vixxxenalmost 19 years ago
Edgar Allen Poe...

would have LOVED this! The hair on the nape of My neck is standing on end as I visualize your thirteenth hour nightcreatures' hunt and feast <shudder>. Consider this a compliment from one who reads and writes horror/thrillers. You made this macabre enough for Me to listen now for those things that go bump in the night. Shhhh!!! Did you hear that???

Spooked Vixxx

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