C. Wolff
C. Wolff
Oct 26, 2022

Vampire Lair

One foggy night you heard the call,
In forest deep it would befall,
That you'd be lured into the deep,
Ambling forth while fast asleep,

And as you felt a gentle touch,
In dream-like state you thought as such,
That it would be a handsome prince,
With tender words he did convince,

Until you woke to find him there,
With blazing eyes and famished stare,
While razor fangs gave end to life,
Heed not the call that makes grim rife.

About This Poem

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Not actively editing

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Geezer

I see your strength here. You are a good storyteller, and I would love to see you do a lengthy one! Nice stuff, in a hard to keep going rhyme scheme of two-line rhyming.
~ Geezer.
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Candlewitch

well done, very well done indeed! I want more, lol, I'm greedy and you spin a yarn that is inviting to the max power!!!

*hugs, Cat

Lavender

I agree that you are a true story-teller! You bring a lot of eeriness to this fun rhyming poem. I enjoyed every line, and like a thirsty vampire - I vanted more!
Thank you!
L

RoseBlack

An excellent story that leaves your reader wanting more. I would take a vampire over a prince any day! Good job!