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  Beloved Succubus (audio version of Gothic horror poem)
by Ian R Thorpe
Friday, July 30, 2004
Rated "R" by the Author.

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There seems to be quite a fad for Vampires, Werewolves, ghosts and monsters at the moment no wonder beloved Succubus is my most popular poem at AD. Its just a love story about an undead girl seeking a willing blood donor (not!) Check out the spooky audio track with the poem performed as a dialogue for two voices accompanied by the music of Camille Saint Saens' Danse Macabre.


Though I spend the long day seeking
in crowded streets where memories teem
she only comes while I am sleeping,
in the stillness of my dreams.
"Come to me my one true lover,
bravely walk beyond the dark divide;
take my cold hands or I must rest here,
There is no way back but by your side."

At dawn the image stays; repeating
 

"Please my love, please do not desert me,
endless darkness fills my heart with fear.
But the shadows can never hurt me
if I could only feel you near.
Find me in this love - forsaken desert,
caught between the living and the lost,
kiss once more these cold pale lips, caress
cheeks death's insubstantial hand has blessed
Hold me, warm me and reclaim me."
 

I feel her here in children's laughter,
soft wind; her kiss upon my cheek.
A movement at the edge of vision,
hint of perfume; her Mystique.
But she is gone, her light extinguished,
dead; without goodbye or parting kiss.
Fate has aborted all we wished
and now she cries for my catharsis
Should I cling on or follow after.
 

Shadow words like sharp little knife cuts;
her message fading on silver screen;
"I need your love to quell my hunger,
sacrifice your blood for me.
Come warm me with your vital body,
let new life flow in these dry veins.
else reject me, cast off your ennui.
One tiny drop love, will sustain,
Life cannot end where love survives."

Her photograph's changing expression,
(foreknowledge clouds bright, laughing eyes.)
Brushes shifted on her dresser,
curtains moving without a breeze.
A spot of blood staining my pillow
trackmarks, bruising purple on my neck.
These dark ringed eyes say I must follow,
discover some way to bring her back.
Is love beyond death a transgression?
  

The months of yearning have fatigued me,
I grow more pale, my soul is weak.
I cannot turn from her completely
One embrace is all I seek.
In darkest hours she waxes stronger,
her compelling pleas never desist.
Every night she feeds my hunger,
The darkness calls, I cannot resist.........
Instinct protests but will cannot resist.

Her photograph's changing expression,
(foreknowledge clouds bright, laughing eyes.)
Brushes shifted on her dresser,
curtains moving without a breeze.
A spot of blood staining my pillow
trackmarks, bruising purple on my neck.
These dark ringed eyes say I must follow,
discover some way to bring her back.
Is love beyond death a transgression?
 

The months of yearning have fatigued me,
I grow more pale, my soul is weak.
I cannot turn from her completely
One embrace is all I seek.
In darkest hours she waxes stronger,
her compelling pleas never desist.
Every night she feeds my hunger,
The darkness calls, I cannot resist....
Instinct protests but will cannot resist.
 

Copyright (c) Ian Thorpe, 2004
 

Beloved Succubus
To hear audio version CLICK HERE

(If you are using a modem link the audio will take a few minutes to download. If reading, text in blue is read in a female voice )

Read about the bizarre thing found by archaeologists in Italy when they opened a sisteenth century grave where a suspected vampire had been buried. Vampires Grave opened in Italy.www.gather.com/viewArticle.jsp
 

 

 

 

 

 

 


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Reviewed by Theresa Koch 1/28/2009
Wow friend this is outstanding~`*
Reviewed by Robin Ouzman Hislop 12/3/2005
i downloaded but pity couldnt read text with audio would have helped but i dont have the best equipment however seems effective in context with gothic obsessive phantasmagoria with the dark female priniciple in the male, a harlot & strumpet as well, as ancient as the whore of Babylon, still the ethos of the poem imo demonstrates the poets awareness the muse he calls is beyond those attempts to disguise her.
Reviewed by Elizabeth Taylor (Reader) 11/1/2005
Oh, I do so love this spooky stuff too.
More, more... this would make a great novel.
Reviewed by Gwen Dickerson 9/17/2004
Great work, here! Bravo, Ian. I'm glad I didn't miss this, better late than never.
Reviewed by Regis Auffray 8/14/2004
Thought-provoking indeed! Thank you for sharing this offering, Ian. Love and peace. Regis
Reviewed by Sara Russell 8/12/2004
Interesting and vivid... I like this one very much, Ian, as you know I am a fan of Gothic-style poetry. I don't think that all poetry should relate to personal experience either... telling a fantasy story in verse, as you have here, is an exciting and perfectly valid way of using poetry to evoke images in the mind of the reader. It's also nice to know that a succubus can be a ladylike one, male sleepers have enough trouble with the other kind ;) ....if I were to nit-pick about anything at all it would be the use of a capital letter for the word Mystique. You mentioned perfume immediately before that, so it makes it seem like a perfume brand name... that may have been intentional, or not...? Anyway, thanks for posting this one - enjoyed!

Sara.
Reviewed by Cynth'ya cynthyaspeaks@gmail.com 8/11/2004
"The months of yearning have fatigued me,
I grow more pale, my soul is weak.
I cannot turn from her completely
One embrace is all I seek."

This is a great literary portrayal of extreme desperation, and if words could get an oscar nomination, this phrase would do it Ian.

blessin's, (you got some talent my brotha!)
cynth'ya lewis reed
Reviewed by Nordette Adams 8/11/2004
Ooooh, you Edgar Allen Poe, you! I loved this, Ian. You should record it.

I also cracked up at this on your bio page: " Its a fact that most accidents occur in the home. This is great news for homeless people."

Nordette
Reviewed by Candida Eittreim 8/4/2004
Ian,
I saved this one. Cos I think it so profound.

Candy
Reviewed by Jane Rodway 8/2/2004
The best gothic poem I have read in ages, and I am a Goth Girl who loves goth stuff, so it was actually recently that I read something Gothic:) Excellent
Reviewed by Janet Caldwell 8/1/2004
Well My Love, I felt as if I'd float right out of my body across the great divide to get to you. Amazing stuff sweetie. I can't seem to shake it.

Love, Jan xoxoxo
Reviewed by Erin Kelly-Moen 7/31/2004
Amazing, Ian! The rhythm is hypnotizing and lush, and your mind fit the story to the cadence perfectly!
Reviewed by Tinka Boukes 7/30/2004
Ian this is one awesome write...you know your poem and mine tonight are very similar in some way....please read mine and tell me what you think...what a "Collaboration" without even knowing it!!

Will keep this one!!

Love Tinka
Reviewed by A PAX 7/30/2004
wow........very cool!!!
love the spooky stuff.......
that other world type writing.......

pax A
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