Vampire's Single Tear (No. 3 in the series)

Awesome awesome as always! You, tink,could make anyone like vampires...it's insane how you just capture your reader and keep them till the end...crazy! Peace and Love Katie

absolutely loved it!!! great job!!

hauntingly sad and hopeful. I myself feel like a vampire at times, cursed, locked in seclusion. I relate to this. It's tragic when you want to be with someone you love, but something hinders this, comes between to make it impossible. I know I will look forward to reading more of your work. Sometimes (well most of the time) I need to read, then ponder and read again to really try to get what's in a poem. I'm fairly new to reading poetry, but have written most of my life, nothing great, just to get it on paper. I hope to be able to express myself as well as you one day. Learn by reading others work. I'm gonna love this site:)

I love the sense of mystery surrounding this, but never quite being spelled out. Awesome my friend. 5 for this one. Respectfully, Rett: "A Democracy can withstand anything but Democrats." Robert A. Heinlein For the sake of children, read this. http://www.neopoet.com/node/19905

well written greatly spaced I can feel the characters demise to know whom she is to have been lulled into love and to lose it as a fan of Sci-fi or fantasy as a teen my movie I loved also was "Highlander" along with so many others but his love for his "Heather" was touching great poem loved the use of "Mist"

Beautiful tink you painted a picture with words ... and i dont have the words to describe how beautiful this piece is...so AWESOME will have to do LOL Sincerely Jayne-Chloe

is this the closure piece? Felt like it. I second Kelsey´s words concerning the end. And you have the mist in it again, linking this piece to the previous two. I can see the vampire sitting there at the lake, enveloped in sad reminiscences. Another really great vampire poem! Yours, ~Nina

I am not a fan of Vampires but damn this is good... Your images were screaming into me as I read your piece... very good! Richard

I enjoyed all three mist err mystifying pieces . A five star effort . Smiles Gabor

that was great i want toknow what happens next it wasso good

Woo-Hoo! Just like the first and the second one too i loved it so much! Please tell me you'll write more of these! As a vampire addict im begging! :) Peace; ANC!

tink - I am pleased to offer my suggestions for this Piece; I hope you will be equally (lol) - H'H./H.e.m. She sat on the edge of the rock Hovering over the water She dangled her long finger ("she" superfluous) The tip of it drawing a circle In her boredom (is "boredom" a place or condition?) The mist twisted upward (& did her boredom affect the mist?) Around his heart’s love. The mist tried to offer comfort He felt her pain. (He or the mist felt the pain?) Their curse unbearable to them both. She hissed into the Heavens. The mist retreated, Ever so slightly To her displeasure. A single tear fell As she extended her hand to him The mist filtered through her fingers. This touch was all that could be felt (reverse the lines) Between them. But the memories of their life Together in flesh Tore through her heart Shredding it further to pieces (Further shredding it to pieces") Never to be put together again. Vengeance grew Along with the ache, Emptiness, And hollowness Where her heart once was. Another single tear fell. The mist covered her Hiding her from all. She felt no comfort there in the mist. ("there" already established) The moss crumbled under a Stranger’s foot. She didn’t stand to meet the intruder Arching her neck back, she bellowed at the moon. The ear piercing sound turned away the buck. She refused to give into the curse of what she had become. “Maybe we’ll meet again” Hung heavy in the air. (why cap. "H" here, not below?) She hung her head, dangled her finger back over the water The mist wrapped himself around it. Written by Tink 3/20/09

Tink I am hooked spellbound by this series cannot wait to read what follows. Wow If only I could write like this my friend. I love the idea to see the human side of the vampire come through the tenderness the fragility of the soul she lost reaching out. WOW. This lost soul still has the little something left to try and make good fighting against the the will that has been forced upon her. That little ounce of consciousness as she fights and wins through to the bitter end. Electric blue

I really liked this. will be looking forward to the next episode. Linda

absolutely beautiful... i have so much to learn

Tink Just had to come back to this. I am addictive ha! This is so hauntingly beautiful, enchanting - sad but awesome You keep the mystery to the end Do keep us hungry for more. But this is me you describe as I sit her one my rock (chair) lingering waiting alone for that heart to return to me real soon. The waiting seems an eternity which it is. But do I have any tears left to cry. Yes, maybe it is that one single tear which is from deep within the soul. Before I submerge myself back to my secret grotto to pine for eternity This longing,the waiting never seems to come to an end No more tears left for me to cry just lovely I am lost in the visual it became alive. I was there. I am there. It is me. always Blue