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    dots Submission Name: Heritagedots

    Author: rws
    ASL Info:    58/m/ohio
    Elite Ratio:    8 - 2779/1297/258
    Words: 57
    Class/Type: Poetry/Misc
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       Although I'm a licensed minister (which may come as a shock to some), I count two distinguished fifteenth century anti-heroes among my ancestors: Countess Elizabeth Bathory of Hungary, who bathed in the blood of virgins to keep her skin supple, and Vlad Tepes Draculae of Romania, who drank the blood of men fallen in battle to keep himself alive during a fierce battle with the Turks. I suppose this poem is an homage to this perfect couple.

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    The enlightened
    spectacle of Baltic
    slaughter to fulfill
    Vlad's sacred aim,
    marriage of seraphic flesh
    and honor embracing
    a Latvian name.

    Lovers lay awake
    in chains, moons
    pooled their slithering
    bliss on the skeletal
    fingertips of heaven
    soothing as an
    enchanted kiss.

    Pleasure, water
    reward, desire
    love, fear
    hunger, cup us
    in a cool caress

    Submitted on 2005-10-10 00:40:09     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      Reads like a 'Gothic' heavy metal song. So you're a little bit rock-n-roll.
    Very interesting subject for a poem. Slaughter=enlightened? I suppose in dear Vlad's eyes.

    Your word combinations are divinely inspired i'd say. Never quite equated seraphim with flesh...though i've thought about it before. This unique word play speaks to your lack of limitations as a writer.

    This poem stretches even your tact with words...the lines blur between the tangible and intangible...between thought and sensation, thing and theme. Its a delight to chance upon.
    Especially like the 'cool caress'...as it must be.
    | Posted on 2005-12-10 00:00:00 | by twacky | [ Reply to This ]
      Wow, what an interesting heritage! I just heard recently about the countess, though I can't remember where.
    Just me, but I don't think the thrid stanza is needed- the frist two are strong enough on their own, though I do like the line: cup us in a cool caress.
    Really cool poem! It seems rather darkly romantic. Makes me feel curious to find out more about your ancestors.
    | Posted on 2005-12-10 00:00:00 | by fo | [ Reply to This ]
      Hmmm, this is the second morbid poem I have read.

    Interesting, how one can find out about their ancestors and who they were. Strange isn't it.
    Wow, are you serious about what they did? How are you related to them?

    Ironic, you are a minister. They say that descendents carry the traits of their ancestors, but you have proven this theory wrong. LOL.

    I am dumbfounded, truly, rws. This is so strange. I read a poem on the human race which was very well detailed and this would be perfect to match it up in a sequel.

    I have enjoyed. Love Saby~*~
    | Posted on 2005-12-04 00:00:00 | by CaramelCandy | [ Reply to This ]
      This was a dark write with a shine of light. Did that make sense? LOL

    You gave this enchanting write a depth. A very deep depth. I was captured in.

    A minister? Really? I guess in a way, I can see it. You always have a sweet sincerity about you.

    This was a write unlike many others. It definitely stands out on it's own.

    Good job. Keep it up!

    Li Li
    | Posted on 2005-11-04 00:00:00 | by Munchie_1226 | [ Reply to This ]

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