Note - I used to keep my poems on my stories page. But over the last year I have really gotten into the poems thing. I enjoy writing poems for a few reasons - One is the I can convey my feelings without having to setup conplex charaters as one would in a story. I can also write a poem in a few minutes, unlike a story which even if short is a whole day affair.
[Dreams/Reality?][Old stones][Worlds Apart][Eternal Life][Warmth][The Window]
[The Church][The Market place][The Message][The Comming of the dawn][The Girl]
[Who can tell][The Choice][Myst Lake.][The Poet][The Awakening]
This is written with the idea of a vampire lying on his back, listening to music and remembering the past.
On a weekend break I went to a small rural town, and while walking around the countryside.......
I was thinking about the "theater of the vampires" when I wrote this. I thought about how they made us think even when they were playing vampires that they were mortal.
This is about the different types of immortals and how they became so.
Just a general poem about vampires
I pictured Lestat standing at a window looking out onto the snow outside. Now this is all taking place before Lestat is a vampire, before he becomes an actor, right at the begining. The observer is his mother Gabrielle.
Another poem based on the "theater of the vampires". Here I see the theater becomes a church in modern times.
This is a poem I wrote thinking about Marius and all the things he has seen. I imagine that a lot has changed in his life, and yet, I believe some things are stilll the same.
The idea behind this is of Lestat as he seeked out the older vampires through writing on walls of the old places. We still do the same though the internet.
The Comming of the dawn * new *
I thought this little thing out placing myself as a new born fledgeling preparing for his/her first death sleep.
This is something I wrote when I saw a good friendship breakup though a simple misunderstanding.
What would you be willing to give up to become a creature of the night.
This is how I see Vampires. Not just creatures of horror but a living person with feelings as deep as that of a Myst covered lake.
This is about the fustrations of trying to get your feelings and ideas across to others.
The Awakening. * new *
I often wondered what were the first thoughts of Louis when be became a vampire.
The Girl * new *
Just a vampire poem.
The Passion Of The Night * new *
I had just finished watching IwtV, this is what came out from that.
