You summed up life very neatly in this piece.
🙏

Thanks Peter.

Oh man it burst into flames. Walked three feet then it was over. Life is short

You never know when it’s your time.

“Blackbird (can’t) Fly” 🎵🎵

“Into the light of the dark black night”
black and blue – a wonderful color combo

A whole story told in such a short space. Very thought provoking.

I love how you write about her. You feel every word and admiration

Passionately penned, Neville. Amazing imagery and dig your wordplay my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Sometimes brevity is just as strong, like a passing kiss. Your short poem here is very strong in its imagery and how it effects the reader.
Well done.

What a sultry sexy vision you just gave me!
Thanks Nev!

Lust at its Best! a very alluring and strongly passionate picture you’ve worded here. You know how to write in few yet powetful lines, the last two lines brought the unquenched desire, the helplessness, the sigh that comes with the complete surrender… Love this❤️

Hmm? Power has many abilities and some are grateful for those abilities. Interesting start. 🙂

I love a good vampy story!
Especially in October!

Hoi hoi
When I was in school I had a girlfriend.
We laid paper in a thingy that she used to wash the dishes.
We poured ink for a fountain pen on paper, just so that it didn’t saturate the paper.
And then we made ourselves cry. Honestly. What you can do with an onion for a crazy painting!
You don’t really have to be crazy, but it helps.

And the tears diluted the 🫟 ink.
Come to think of it, I wonder what’s become of the painting.

And I still write with Fountain pens exclusively…

Needless to say I love your write.
All we can do is to organise the emotions of our readers, and you did that soooo well.
The spellingschecker disagrees with emotions. What’s happening with these Apple guys?

Thank you for posting!
Kind regards, Gus

Perfectly timed for Halloween 🦇🦇🦇🦇😎👍

Great job with the dialogue with this… excellent flow… pulled me in… carried me along

A little dark to start the day. With a vampire on my shoulder. Excellent, Fia,

I agree it should be read at dusk. lol
Thank you Adagio

Perhaps a nighttime read, with a lone candle lit in the corner, but then it’s a myth that Vampira(e)s are fearful of the daylight. There is the “morning delights” and a bite on the neck is always desired…. er… perhaps I shouldn’t have said that out loud. Being a Warlock, I do not want to let any Vampires know where I live. Right now there is an uneasy truce between us, my coven and the Vampires. And if you don’t mind, a word of caution and advice, please take care of that untrained Vampire and his master Mino. They pose a serious threat to the peace in the area. But be careful, they are dangerous.

Sorry, Fia, I kind of got caught up in your story. I can’t wait to see/read how it develops
-Curt

Brilliantly penned, Fia. I always enjoy your storytelling my friend, excellent write. Appreciate you, cuz.

Damian

A good start to a promising tale. I look forward to an interesting read …

Is this the opening of the Halloween season, we was questioning it at several periods. We didn’t read the part about this being about vampires. If you don’t read that you may get confused as to is this a gay piece or what. Now we have to find something dark but maybe tasteful. Tight piece Lady

This is heart pounding suspenseful story writing of the finest kind. I loved this so much. The dialogue was truly written by the great storyteller you are. This was true to the vampire genre yet oh so original. Loved this from beginning to end. And am so excited by the prospect of reading the two sequels. Truly great tale my friend.

John

What a raw and intense tribute to Africa!
I’ve never been but you put into words and song a powerful truth.
How do we aim to live with it. Just wow

This poem is powerful. Both a song of mourning and a call to remembrance. I love how the repetition and rhythm make “Africa” itself feel like a heartbeat pulsing through each stanza.

The imagery is rich with longing and pride, and the movement from loss to reclamation is deeply moving. It feels like a spiritual homecoming through language itself.

What a beautiful comment, RomaJ. Thank you so much. You might be surpised, but a few of the people in the writers group (mentioned above to Adelphina) expressed similar feelings. But they also tore through it viciously. This is the final version.