Poem – Mina’s Thirst

Mina’s thirst for blood quenched as she fed, 

Now a fully fledged member of the living dead, 

It had taken just one bight, 

From Dracul in the middle of the night, 

Now sleeping all day in a coffin instead. 

Poem – Message in a Bottle

My heart spills over onto the page, 

As I write the words I dare, 

Not say as by hearing them, 

It becomes real you’re not there.
I do not have the will, 

And do not know the way, 

To learn to live without you, 

By just existing day by day.
As I have hidden my emotions, 

The truth I’m not ready to face, 

That I had and knew true love, 

I know I can never replace.
My heart is consumed with loss, 

Of my dearest and beautiful wife, 

Who lost her battle to cancer, 

With no dignity taking her life.
As I roll the tear stained pages, 

So I can push it through, 

My message in a bottle, 

Ready to send to you.
Releasing my words into the sea, 

Til there is a time when, 

My life is spent and done, 

And I will see you again.
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