Dark Hearts Love Too

Friday, October 7, 2016

OctPoWriMo 2016: Day 7: Yadira's Taste in Men

Yadira's Taste in Men

A tiny morsel of a man

Not enough to make a tasty treat

For anything that likes to eat

Its victims by the pound

But it's not your body I'm after

And it surely isn't your face

Or your hair that's always out of place

I only want your mind

I need you more than you'll ever know

But I don't want to be in your arms

I care not for your questionable charms

I only want your soul

I want to take you to my lair

But I don't want to kiss or hold you tight

And when you scream into the night

It surely won't be for pleasure

You see, I have a yearning need

That only you can fulfill

Ruling the Cosmos gives me a thrill

But to succeed, I need your brain

You see, I don't care if you're handsome

I don't even care how you taste

But a mind's a terrible thing to waste

Which is why I plan to take yours

Please don't bother to struggle

It will only be in vain

You see, I must have your brain

Then the Universe will be mine

I don't care about your body

I only want your mind

Yadira Root to Gerry Clifford

Form:

Dramatic Verse

Thursday, October 6, 2016

OctPoWriMo 2016: Day 6: The Dramatic Monologue of King Qweh of West Zecor

The Dramatic Monologue of King Qweh of West Zecor

Ondina, does my intuition deceive me?

Can it be that you are finding tantalizing

That ridiculous mockery of a man

That abomination brought to you in jest

In his presence, you seem flighty

Behaving in a manner not at all befitting

A princess of West Zecor

I assure you that misery is in store for both you and he

If you continue behaving as a lovestruck maid

We should have been wed, my sister

Once you dreamed of bringing glory to Zecor at my side

You would have been my virtuous virgin bride

You chose the voice of misguided conscience over ruling our world together

Do not believe for a moment that my heart is broken

I believe not for a moment in such folly as true love

Your idealism will be your downfall, Sister

If you think you have found true love

With a lowly thief dragged from the gutters

He is less to me than excrement

I would not hesitate to send him to his grave

With me, you could have had everything

I care not for such foolishness as love

But you dishonored me, foolish Sister

And now my only goal is to destroy

Everything dear to you

Ondina, before this is over, you will beg me for mercy

You will swiftly discover that there is no mercy to be had

King Qweh to the Princess Ondina

Form: Dramatic Monologue

Wednesday, October 5, 2016

OctPoWriMo 2016: Day 5: Yadira

Yadira

Mind sharp like a knife

Her heart is made of black ice

Nyarlathotep's high priestess is she

Kept alive unnaturally

Yadira holds power supreme

O'er waking life and o'er dream

Woes betide the unfortunate ones

Whose lives she makes come undone

Once you are trapped in her web

You have a great deal to dread

She's glad you can stay for a while

Your screams only make her smile

Yadira, the root of all sorrow

Will make you wish there would be no tomorrow

~Adam and Cie~

Subject:

Our story's wonderfully awful antagonist, Yadira Root

Form:

Couplet

Tuesday, October 4, 2016

Thank you!

The Real Cie here, just dropping by to thank all of you for your comments. One of us will try to be around to visit your blogs.
I personally am working 60 hour weeks, so I apologize for being a terrible hostess!

~Cie~

OctPoWriMo 2016: Day 4: Purple Phase

Purple Phase

From my birthday in 1967

I spent my days

Chasing a purple haze

Wanting to run from myself

I felt too much too deep

The longing inside me for something

For someone I couldn't see

Threatened to tear me apart

I put my emotions in my music

I was drunk most of the time

Wanting to run from life

Wanting to run from myself

Sometimes I got high

But I never went tripping again

After the night the lights fell from the sky

And set my mind to start destructing

My purple phase lasted fourteen years

When my son was born, I knew

He needed his daddy to be clear

Danny boy, you kept me here

I wish I wasn't leaving you behind

Wish I wasn't breaking your heart

Danny, though my mind may forget who you are

I'll never forget you in my soul

When the time comes for you

To pass from this world

I'll be waiting there for my children

Beyond the purple haze

Written by Gerry Clifford

Poetry style: Biography

Notes:

The poem was finished by Gerry on 12 December 2011, his sixtieth birthday, shortly after the decision to move him to Candlelight Ridge Care Home due to his increasing cognition loss. It took him five days to create.

Photoshop manipulation by The Real Cie

Monday, October 3, 2016

OctPoWriMo 2016: Day 3: Sparkling Wine

Sparkling Wine

You're sweet like sparkling wine

I want to make you mine

You're too much with a cherry on top

You make my heart reel and rock

You're a good girl with a wicked mind

I want to spend all my time

Getting deep in your heart

So you'll never want us to part

When I'm with you I feel like I'm dizzy

Like I've had one too many glasses of fizzy

You're sweet like sparkling wine

I want to make you all mine

Never thought I could feel like this

I'm so hungry for your kiss

I'll never leave you high and dry

Take a chance and just let me try

I'll show you I'm the guy

Who will take you so high

You're sweet like sparkling wine

I want to make you all mine

To: Pepper Baiij

From: Gerry Clifford

Style: Ballad

(rock ballad, in this case)

Sunday, October 2, 2016

OctPoWriMo 2016: Day 2: The Void

The Void

Grieving your undeserved ending

Eyes filled with tears for your fate

Running from the one who would destroy your soul

Reaching out for help when you fear there is none

Yearning for love, you came to me

Couldn't stop falling in love if I tried

Let me put you in my pocket and keep you safe

Ice formed in my heart after being hurt so many times

Frozen inside, I tried to resist

Feelings for you that leave me vulnerable

Only you can save me now

Reach into the void that is my broken heart

Dream with me now and forever

To: Gerry Clifford

From: Pepper Baiij

Style: Acrostic