persephones words #draco

tonight at #dverse we have been prompted by Lillian to write a poem inspired by adages/proverbs.

#poetics, #draco, #darklove

Dear Persephone,

It has been an age,

Since last we wrote,

Your words I have missed,

I never know what you shall write.

So here I shall share,

Some you sent to me,

All which shows I still know not

What you shall say.

hand wriitten blood heart

Like;

You hankering for blood

Cajoles me to you

Here I am offering you

From your letter dated 9/3/21

Like;

Found Lazuli’s grave have I,

My self-loathing a slippery slope,

We sold his morrows for what?

Slanted melancholy morals awakened.

From your letter dated 10/7/21.

Your words build upon our dark love.

Never shall I guess what comes next.

From the box of chocolates, that are your letters.

DRACO

©22/2/22 rogleach

we were given a list of proverbs and adages to pick from i chose “life is like a box of chocolates. you never know what you are going to get. ” from the film Forrest Gump.

Lucy’s Draco

This was inspired by lucy’s poem dreamscape posted on her lucy and co blog.

Hi my dearest Draco,

           Sedentary forlorn am I, In the caves of Ceves,

My father’s company, I keep this winter,

Dreaming of your, Wicked fanged sneer,

Bringing brightness, To my melancholy.

My father’s company, I keep this winter,

My father reading aloud from, Lucy’s work and co.

Dreamscape under his influence even the earth Trembles and quakes.

Dreaming of your wicked fanged sneer

As he reaches

“Have you ever noticed the clouds, would be a great place to hide a body.”

The skies rain blood.

Bringing brightness, To my melancholy,

Just to tease my hunger for your passions,

That awaits my summer Reunited in your, Arms.

Cannot wait

Eternally Persephone

©25/08/2021 rog leach

Draco remembers.

#darkloveletters,

https://dversepoets.com/2021/08/16/prosery-clouds/

at the dverse poets pub this evening I have been introduced to the poem “clouds” by Constance UrDang . the line to be used is “but these clouds are clearly foreign, such an exotic clutter against the blue cloth of the sky.”

MY dearest,

Persephone can you recall,

          The day we met on the river bank. You reading aloud from Constance UrDang. The first thing I heard from you was “But these clouds are clearly foreign, such an exotic clutter. Against the blue cloth of the sky.” Bam I was smitten.  

          The universe faded into an insufficient slime floating on life’s pond as I watched you lips speak these words. The sky cleared to let the sun shine upon your wonderous presence. Your startling beauty adding to the sun’s vigour and vitality. Permanently Intoxicating my heart and soul.

          Now knowing I shall never see you in the day light again this memory I hold dear. Your once blue eyes now black with death will always stay blue within this memory. The very eyes you passed on to Lazuli.

          With eternal love for my exotic clutter.

DRACO

          © 16/8/2021 rogleach

Steampunked Draco

#FOWC, #terrible

Here is the latest installment of the verse “epistle” series between the vampire Draco and his Dark Widow wife. the rest are here on my blog keep posted for future posts!!

https://fivedotoh.com/2021/06/27/fowc-with-fandango-terrible/

Dearest Draco,

Our son Lazuli lived In gods house,

As malicious and terrible Victorians,

Snubbed us in our steampunk ways,

Wonderous grief cajoled us into melancholy.

As malicious and terrible Victorians,

Rejected our passions for improvement,

Keeping their self-importance alive.

Snubbed our steampunk ways,

When we coveted others welfare,

Steam capable of improvements for all.

Wonderous grief cajoled us into melancholy,

Into gifting our son Lazuli high standing,

In his house of God, to defend others welfare.

Together in eternity your Black Widow.

eternit blue flower from Draco to his wife

Dearest Darkest Widow of mine,

Our son Lazuli’s house of God saved us and them,

Cemented by our suicide pact with the devil,

Forever Terrible shall our blood lust be,

For those who trample the consumed and weary worker.

Cemented by our suicide pact with the devil,

Is Lazuli’s position to do beneficial deeds for others,

Protection is he for the down trodden labourers.  

Forever Terrible shall our blood lust be,

Our vampirism a gift to help our son,

Quell the rise of narcissist bosses.

For those who trample the consumed and weary worker,

Our bloodlust foresees their disintegration,

Bringing steampunk benefits to all !

Now and forever your Draco.

© 27/06/21 rog leach

Draco Suicide pact

these two verse “epistle” from Draco and his black widow were written for the trimeric prompt posted on #Dverse poetry pub this evening . https://dversepoets.com/2021/06/17/poetry-form-trimeric/ thanks for the suggestion of this form Grace,

moon rise over eternel love

Dearest Draco,

The suicide pact we swore,

To get us here into,

Out deaths eternal darkness,

Enhancing my forever love for you.

To get us here into,

Blood lust and unholy passions,

Feeding of humanities fears.

Our deaths eternal darkness,

Smothers our son’s death,

Leaving only, another lost generation.

Enhancing my forever love for you.

My suicide pact to join you,

Had to be written in your blood.

Eternally your black widow.

Dearest Widow of mine,

The suicide pact we swore,

To keep our exquisite devotion alive,

Even on the blackest night,

Enhancing my eternal love for you.

To keep our exquisite devotion alive,

Blood lust and unholy passions,

Had to be undertaken.

Even on the darkest night

Our family’s next gen had to die,

To forever strengthen our human family.

Enhancing my eternal love for you

Was worth perishing for,

So, our love could live forever more.

Forever yours Draco

© 17/6/2021 rogleach