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Serpent’s Kiss
She’s bathed in pale ethereal allure.
Drawing men to her as honey draws flies.
Fighting each other to be her amour.
Glamour hiding that her chosen will die.All they see are her lustrous pearly skin.
Lust filled eyes shining dark bottomless pools.
Hiding the blood hungry demon within.
A shriveled heart drinking others’ as fuel.At length, the battle yields tonight’s champion.
Lust raging, he’s ready to claim his prize.
Proudly he beams as she smiles and beckons.
Thinking the night will end with his pleased sighs.Lying close before that last draining kiss.
Her intended meal hears a serpent’s hiss.©RedCat
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Until yesterday I didn’t know there was such a thing as World Dracula Day, but if the cinnamon bun has a day then the world’s most famous vampire certainly deserves one. Seeing the call for submissions on The Wombwell Rainbow I remembered a draft I started a while back but didn’t finish. So I went back and finished my vampire sonnet.
Featured on the Wombwell Rainbow for World Dracula Day May 26th.
Also shared to Open Link Night at dVerse.
The world according to RedCat 
I had no idea that it was world Dracula day today… I must lock the doors… she sounds like a true temptress..
Lock the doors. Hang up the garlic.
A temptress is what I wanted her to be so glad I succeeded!
I have to admit; I hear “Vampire” and the last thing that comes to mind is “Sonnet”. Until now. Thanks! Closing couplet nails it.
Strong piece, ends powerfully with that couplet — gothically wonderful!
I’ve been to Whitby Abbey and will be visiting Whitby again in July, after Haworth (the Brontës’ home) and Lindisfarne. I’m also a fan of Bram Stoker’s Dracula and would have been a Goth if I hadn’t been born too early. I love your sonnet, Helene, and your description of the vampire in these lines:
‘All they see are her lustrous pearly skin.
Lust filled eyes shining dark bottomless pools.
Hiding the blood hungry demon within.
A shriveled heart drinking others’ as fuel.’
It sounds like he got his “just rewards.”
Reblogged this on The Wombwell Rainbow.
this seems like perfect timing right after the Blood Moon! I have been to Whitby, seen the Abbey and some strange shadows on the church tower after dark. Loved this vampire sonnet!
World Dracula Day, who knew!? I adore your sonnet every step of the way and probably the hiss at the end most of all. I read Dracula as a teenager and got scared stiff. Vampires have held a glamorous fascination for me ever since. That said, there is no escaping the hideousness of that hiss at the end…
Dracula has always intrigued me and I love your poetic flow and rhymes. Hope Dracula doesn’t bite my neck while I’m sleeping. :)
Oh, love the last couplet, and learning about Dracula day.
Well, you certainly paid World Dracula Day its due! I’m locking my doors now.
“Glamour hiding that her chosen will die.”
Excellent line.
Ooh, that ending, chilling! ~peace, Jason
Bloody perfection–Vampire sonnet indeed. It was always the female Vamps, the Succubus, that frightened me the most. Unless you’re gay (like the Vampire in PARDON ME BUT YOUR TEETH ARE IN MY NECK, directed by Polanski, starring Sharon Tate. That Vamp only bit young boys.
You have captured the seduction that leads to demise! Well done!
Love your vampire sonnet – who would have thought, World Dracula Day?
wonderfully gothic indeed. pulled me in and kept me ther till the end.
And a delectable vampire sonnet it was! Love the second stanza especially :-)