A Vampire’s Everlasting Love
Can be very karmic
deepest love
not most spiritually while physically
penetrating
it’s the one
or the many
that your heart realizes
touches your soul
If I told my readers whence this poem arose, you wouldn't believe me. You’ll see that in subsequent posts. Maybe, I’ll later divulge the Ken Burns documentary (if anyone guesses, name your prize), which has my notebook flying with lousy penmanship that I can only hope to read. I need not specifically connect here to it which from it inspired me now. I left so many sparks of poems on the pad.
This, is not one!
Mystery.
Let’s Dance. No not Bowie. Elvis. No, not Presley. Declan McManus.
I hope the poem touches you. Some insane and Saintly poets and usually me often believe what we mean matters. Yet, at times, I accept that the beauty of writing in this form is its ambiguity. May Orion’s arrows…
