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O, Live or Not

I am Vlad The Impaler:
Feared by all keepers,
throughout the lands.

My hand is deadly,
it's stroke, strong and swift.
I never miss, always straight to the core.

My weapon of choice made
of Oak, Hickory or Ash.
Sharp at both ends.

I use a new one each time,
finding the virgin wood
mightier as a fear factor.

It is not the measure of the rod,
that creates this awe,
but my control and sureness.

I delight in torture
poking each victim,
I saturate them in alcohol.

It makes them shiver,
thinking I might set them aflame.
But they all are green with fright.

With the glint of steel in my eye,
I strike like a rattlesnake,
and as a snake I also consume.

A quick taste of my prey,
I savor the flesh with their pimento
red entrails slipping in my teeth.

I quickly lick the last drops
and finding the keeper,
order him to bring another.

24 Feb 2010
© Steve Pray
Psyche

OMG, Steve!

I keep wanting to dash away from Vlad the Impaler, that's to say, your poem...

This is impressive and very good. I'm ignorant concerning these fictitious or legendary characters.
Please tell me about Vlad!

Congrats,
Syl***
Alan
Dear Steve,

Yes, I'm rather partial to olives too, tho anchovy is my favourite filling !

Nice misdirection poem !

Love
Alan
saore
Very Nice indeed Steve!

favorite lines:
QUOTE
With the glint of steel in my eye,
I strike like a rattlesnake,
and as a snake I also consume.


Sergio
ohsteve
Sylvia, thanks but Vlad is very imaginary, see Alans reply.

Alan you caught me out...LOL. I think it must have been the title...Anchovies are too salty, those little cocktail onions are good...lol. This was a lot of fun, Alan, but you let out the surprise too soon.

Sergio, thanks for reading I hope you got the twist and the hints behind the words. As Alan did.


Steve
ohsteve
Sylvia, Vlad is a guy sitting at a bar stabbing olives from a martini...as Alan said it was a misdirection poem. But I love the thought of some creepy voice saying " I am Vlad, the Impaler...haaahaahaaahaa"
I am glad you read it, sorry if it got yo shivering...

Take care
Steve
dflore
i think this achieves what you intended.it's very graphic
Alan
Dear Steve,

No, not the title - only at the pimento did I click !

Love
Alan
ohsteve
Alan, at the pimento, eh? I was wondering if I had thrown enough hints in and thought, well hopefully that will catch the eye...LOL. Like I said a lot of fun writing this one. Nest time, not so many hints...

Steve
Eisa
Hey Steve

This is impressive! -- fanatasic twist at the end. It was the pimento that got me thinking, but I wasn't sure until I read alan's reply.

A few ideas - take or toss (or stab LOL!)


O, Live or Not

I am Vlad The Impaler:
Feared by all keepers,
throughout the lands.

My hand is deadly,
it's stroke, strong and swift.
I never miss, always straight to the core.

Possibly bring 'always straight to the core' down to a line on its own.

I never miss,
always straight to the core.


My weapon of choice made
of Oak, Hickory or Ash.
Sharp at both ends.

I use a new one each time,
[finding] the virgin wood
is mightier as a fear factor.

It is not the measure of the rod,
that creates this awe,
but my control and sureness.

I delight in torture
poking each victim,
I saturate them in alcohol.

[It makes them] They shiver,thinking
I might set them aflame.
[But] they all are green with fright.

With the glint of steel in my eye,
I strike ... and consume
like a rattlesnake,


A quick taste of my prey,
I savor their flesh
with [their] pimento red entrails
slipping in my teeth.


I think a little rearranging of lines might help

I quickly lick the last drops
and finding the keeper,
order him to bring another.

I really enjoyed this one Steve - I'll be back to read again.

Snow
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ohsteve
Eisa, thanks for reading and commenting, I was trying /hoping to keep this as lines of three throughout, but I guess thats not going to happen now with a rewrite in it's future...lol. I've been trying to do so much lately that I seem to be doing nothing at all, except spinning my wheels. I had to tear my turntable apart again, as the wires I used inside the tonearm for replacement were too large a gage and will not let the arm swing across the record properly. I now have to find smaller wire I've just read that 33avg is the size I need but I am hoping to get away with 28avg wire from an old mouse , will see. I saw the pair of speakers I would like to have for about 800dollars but my wife says no...awe...sniff sniff..lol. I just started doing some recording again and in between am still trying to make the last poem I had pop in my head to work right, but when I put it on paper it just doesn't look very good, I am trying to get an echo effect in words , don't know if it can be done right...
ah well.

Take care
Steve
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