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Love this last poem Jozie (your 500th birthday poem too, but already commented on it in the other topic).

Your latest is very descriptive and I am always amazed at how brilliantly you write, it rhymes and everything, with english being your second language.

these two lines say it all:

"with eyes so dark, teeth so sharp and lips so tempting."
"..something so beautiful, creature from heaven or hell, I could not tell."

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Aaaw thank you domino! Glad you like it hug

I read a lot in english and I love poetry. And I love sharing these with you and hear what you think!

I'm always learning something new when I read and these poems just come in my head, little weird but, in english. 

I don't know why (well probably because of the reading) but most of my thoughts are in english too

But I've talked with my friends and they said it's quite normalbiggrin When you learn a new language and you keep learning it everyday, you start to think in other language. And when I read a lot in english it affects my thoughts.

Well, Damien is messing my head and thoughts but that's a completely different thinghide

 



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ghostfangsLittle Halloween poemfangsghost

Written from point of view of imaginary victim of Hal 

blood

Ripping sound behind my back, there was that and a man with my friend, lying on the ground behind bar, no other sounds except my scream, my breath.

 

My friend is dead.

 

Gasping for air, crawling to safety, dirt under my nails, tears in my eyes, blood in my hands. I'm trying to stand, but I can't.

 

My friend is dead.

 

Kiss so sweet and soft turned to nightmare, our night to hell, that man to monster. I'm trying to believe it, but I can't.

 

My friend is dead.

 

I should have not leave her alone with that man, with swift tongue and angel face, now she's lying dead and I can't find my step. 

 

My friend is dead.

 

Finally got up but can't see, it so dark and my tears are fooling me. He was so sweet for my friend, standing next to me, so beautiful, so nice, so honest.

 

Why is it suddenly so quiet?



-- Edited by JozieMozie on Thursday 30th of October 2014 05:36:16 PM

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chilling Jozie. Thank you for getting into the Hal-loween spirit!

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After magnificent Blooms day poetry sessions I decided to make a poem (a story) about Hal and Sylvie based on what Hal talked about her mixed with my own imagination. 

Sorry if there are any typos, made this poem in few hours.

Hope you like it aww

 

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When the early flowers of spring were blooming to life,

you came across to my path like refreshing summer breeze.

Your eyes were full of temptation and I saw no salvation when I glanced inside your soul.

So beautiful. So strong.

 

Sylvie.

 

You were curious, mischievous and I loved your short-tempered nature,

when you turned from delicate flower to foul mouthed creature.  

So many ways you reminded myself and I could not help but tell about the monster inside me.

The hunger. The need.

 

You accepted me as I am, you were willingly taking my hand.

Your touch on my face was like soft sweep of angels wings,

miracle sent from heaven to wash away my tears.

I told you my darkest fears and like a fool who believes tricksters tales,

I wanted to believe you kept me safe and clean. I was holding on my fingernails.

 

I was in love and you were in danger.

 

Summer days were passing and we were laying on our bed,

your hand was resting on my chest, feeling my heart never beating.

Still I could feel it aching when I looked your face, trying to remember every color,

every shape, before time would change the beauty so breathtaking.

My body was trembling. Your hand was shaking.

 

Patience is learned skill I told myself, so many times I have lost my temper

and I was feeling anger when I couldn't control my thirst.

You were first I ever loved,

for you I've been so long time without blood.

I could not fail this time. I could not.

 

I was going out for a while I said, it was late but nevertheless

I need to catch my breath, I need to ride across the field to see the sunset.

 Our lips met softly when you gave me a kiss,

so sweet, that for a moment I could not catch my breath.

Don't worry my love. I'll be soon back in our bed. 

 

It came from nowhere and I wasn't ready,

moment without you and my mind was unsteady.

 I couldn't resist the thirst, the pain soul burning,

with my mind blank I could feel my horse turning.

Easy choice. Like changing the warmer coat.

 

I went back inside the house, killed everyone there,

I didn't hear their screams, I didn't fear.

When I was finally done, there was blood everywhere,

I worked my way through kitchens, way up to our bed.

One more. Just one more dead.

 

There you were, beautiful as always in your lace,

sitting in silence, watching me with disappointed face.

 You apologized and said you were the fool,

believing that monster could be loved, believing it would not be cruel.

I agreed. Then I laughed.

 

You weren't resisting when I laid down with you in our bed,

blood stained the sheets, but you didn't care.

Lonely tear escaped from your eye when I kissed your neck,

you felt my teeth sinking in your flesh.

So softly. So gently.

 

I love you.

 

Sylvie.

 



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*SOBS*

that is so heartbreakingly beautiful Jozie.  



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Jozie! That was beautiful. I have tears in my eyes. It's always the line about Sylvie looking disappointed that upsets me.

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Thank you Whimsy and Rosie!hug smileyflowers

I was feeling little sad when I wrote the ending, but I knew, as well as we all, that there was no happy endingcry

When I thought about the scene when Hal was talking about Sylvie, he had tears in his eyes and he said "I don't know why" when he referred what comes to his head when he wants to stop drinking blood, which memory is the one he wants to hold on when the thirst is too great.

My guess is that what Hal had with Sylvie, was "love", the closest experience he had  about love in his life, a little glimpse of normal life. And the monster inside him win and took it all away. And Alex was making him feel again the same feelings all over again and the memory of Sylvie was holding him back quite much.

I have been thinking a long time about Hal and Sylvie, it was nice to get my thoughts out aww



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Hal and Sylvie break my heart! I wish there was a happy ending for them too.

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I think the sad part about BH is that Hal will never get happy ending, nor the other vampires. There might be happy and have joyful life but when the ending comes, it's never happy.

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That's the compromise you have to make for choosing eternal life, I guess.

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That's really lovely Jozie!  

I love "....feeling my heart never beating Still I could feel it aching......"  Very poignant.

*sigh* I miss Hal......



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Wonderful and so moving Jozie... delicate and yet powerful...very masterful use of language and the rhyming.. wow! As someone for whom english is their second language you have an enviable command of it!

"So softly, so gently" is hauntingly beautiful.

thanks for sharing. xxx



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Thank you so much fifi! I miss Hal too... I miss BH! (my heart is aching when I think about Hal)hmm

And thanks from the compliments of the forum!smileyflowers 

Damien is a huge inspiration for me, after hearing his voice while he reads poetry makes me want to write poems of my own.

In my head I read them in Damien's voice (anyone else?) biggrin

 



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This is lovely Jozie.

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My all time fave Hal line (just love the way he says it)

"We've been played! My God! We've been played!"

"Annie's getting hysterical downstairs and I'm not enjoying it"

"kill me. Kill me now. You can tell Annie that I attacked you or something"

"“Were you guys talking about me? I heard ‘clearly gorgeous’” 

 "Yes because otherwise you are quite the catch"

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Sylvie makes my heart hurt. Jozie, your poem is lovely. When I read it, I feel the fragile love that holds Hal in check.
I sometimes have trouble commenting about things that I feel too deeply, so haven't said anything about this poem until now.
To be honest, I have trouble talking about Hal and Sylvie. I get too emotional. (Ask Whimsy. I write Hal-being-tormented fic after thinking about Sylvie.)

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Thank you Glo!smileyflowers

And thank you TJhug

I just saw your reply only now. Story of Hal and Sylvie touch me too, perhaps it was because Damien did one of the most amazing performance as Hal when about Sylvie. I remember first time I watch that scene I was holding my breath. I watched that scene two, three times and made this poem right away after that. Damien's romantic reading on Blooms day inspired me and I was thinking about romantic topic and I remembered that scene. 

It was hard when I realized I have to end this poem sadly, and I felt incredibly sad when I wrote the endinghmm



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