She Walks…..

This is another piece, this time a piece of poetry, that I wrote with vampires in mind for the Sanctuary magazine. It is the first poetry I have written in ages, which is quite strange, as when I started writing I was a poet first and foremost…. It is predicatably gothic…..

She Walks…..

She walks in beauty through the night,
Her face emits a ghostly light.
The cloak, a shining carapace,
Then she is gone without a trace.

She walks in silence through the graves,
The lovely face, that slays, not saves,
The cloak, a fragile carapace,
Hides her dark secret from this place.

She walks in search through the town
The moonlight glinting on her gown,
The cloak, a deathly carapace,
To cover her rapacious face.

She walks in pursuit through the gate,
He knows now that it is too late,
Her cloak, a spider carapace,
Reveals to him her preying face.

She walks in victory though the wood
Slowly then lets fall the hood
The cloak, a tattered carapace
Hides no more the bloodstained face.

She walks in beauty through the night,
Her face emits a ghostly light.
The cloak, a shining carapace,
Then she is gone without a trace.

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One Response to “She Walks…..”

  1. Hiya hun … been wandering in your archives *insert evil cackle* ;o)

    Love this poem Khlari … really do :o) … that shining, fragile, deathly, spider tattered carapace :oD

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