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

I grew up listening to them. They bring back many high school memories. Nice one, Damian.

A beautiful tribute to Chicago and Terry Kath. I love how the poem captures the energy of their horns, bass, piano, and guitar. It perfectly conveys how their classic sound can bring both excitement and solace.

To find solace in the music. It is a comfort that I need. Nice writing cuz

There is something about classic rock that is so authentic.
The way it sounds and the tempo. Love the stuff!
Wonderful tribute write Damien.
I especially loved the piano is simmering line!

A fine and much deserved tribute to one helluva guy .. Write and rock on my fine literary friend .. Neville 😎👍

There really wants another sound like theirs, was there? I’m permanently haunted by the music of the 80s and theirs always lands on my mental and emotional playlists. This is a beautiful tribute, my friend

Chicago is absolute badass. I never liked the pop-driven 80’s stuff, and I believe it skews the perception of this band for many. Live performances as powerful as any metal band. Solid tribute.

I like it when you put us nearer an artist, or group, and we can perhaps learn a bit or just revel in the story too.
You’re an interesting man, Mr Damian. Thank you for sharing some of your talent and history with us! I enjoy it all.

Having older sisters gave me access to all types of music from an early age. Can still recall hearing ‘If You Leave Me Now’ for first time. Your words are a poignant tribute.

Hello Damian. Excellent write as usual. Never was a fan of Chicago. My parents were huge into them during the 70’s. The one album I do appreciate and own is their debut from 69. Terry Kath destroys it on that release. His playing is right up there with Hendrix.

Band like Chicago were so good and creative. We don’t get bands like that anymore. Great ink friend.

I absolutely love the music of Chicago. They rock my world. And your poem is true to the city and the band. I felt the urban pulse of he music an city that was vibrant and totally had me in the world of that band and the city. As rhythmic as a song and colorful as the greatest jazz poems. Enjoyed this immensely.

John

Wasn’t it Jimi Hendrix who said Terry Kath was THE best guitar player – EVER? Wow, what a sound this group had…what talent. I caught them in concert in my high school years, and was blown away by the “horn sections sonic assault”. I had a crush on James Pankow, but Terry was truly the heart and soul of this group. What an awesome tribute to one of music’s elite bands. Thank you for your inspiration, Damian!

You called it one thing, she said it’s another. lol
The last stanza is true.

Life today just seems

to be one

long pose and a series

of less than

obvious juxtapositions ..

That’s very good Neville 🤘

Cleverly penned, Neville. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Different interpretations of the same things always make for interesting experiences. And frustrating. I enjoyed the flow of this. Oddly like the rain in the middle, capped by the brolly 😊

A little bit of this and a little bit of that, and between the differences lies a connection and that connection can lead to sooo many adventures and possibilities. How do we learn about each other? Isn’t it through those “juxtapositions” that we come to know and appreciate each other?? The key, I think, is not just the different translations, but that we are willing to listen and hear and learn what they are saying. I sometimes think we are a room full of “statements” and way too little “whys”. I think your poem points to what is possible, if we grab hold of those “juxtapositions”. Excellent writing Neville.

-Curt

“something
did always got lost in
translation .. ”
Something I can relate to, Differences can add excitements and fun but at other times it lead to misunderstanding. Anyway, it’s a truth that life is not one colour, it’s endless of colours, and that’s the beauty of it.

Wow, that was very heartfelt, and I like it when you said to tie your shoe together, throw them over the limb, let them know you’re taken. (Aww) Nicely done

Remember when kids would throw their old shoes, tied together, over a power line? usually near their own house. “Oh, there’s Johnny’s shoes!”. That was what I thinking of when I added those lines. Sort of a “I was here” type of thing.
Thank you Fia!

Tremendous work.

You’re a great poet and a very lucky man.

Beautifully penned, Mark. Such a lovely and heartfelt write my friend. So glad you and Adel both share your stories with us. Excellent work. Appreciate you.

Damian

Styxian, this poem, the two of you (in the comments) made me laugh out loud! It was the laugh of pure joy and appreciation of the warmth that flowed freely from your words and especially from the shared feeling of love. A “Hummingbird” may flit and fly everywhere, but they always come back to where the love (nectar) is the sweetest. It’s where they build their home. This poem and its confession and commitment tastes/feels like HOME.

Truly a really cool poem. I’m glad you shared it!!
-Curt

It’s a beautiful gift the two of you have found. A lot of people only find more pain and damage online. Cherish what you have and nurture it as you did this lovely heartfelt poem

What a real treat this turned out to be .. Write on brother .. Oh’ and I so love a happy ending .. Bestest of best regards to all those implicated .. Neville 😎💛👍

I love how this poem captures that mix of vulnerability and joy in love. The hummingbird fluttering in your heart is such a perfect image–fragile, alive, and full of hope. It feels intimate and really heartfelt.

How sincere, sweet, lovely and emotionally this was written! it leaves for sure a happy smile and warmth in heart. I was immediately drawn from the first lines, good poetry does this! Don’t fear expressing anything with her, strengths and weaknesses… and all else, sharing makes the bond stronger! All The happiness for both of You💕

I have found through the years, and many poems I’ve written, that the closing verse is most significant. It is the last spoken words of the poem that the writer bequeaths us with, like the last page of a book. It’s meant to catch our breath. As this does, overwhelmingly so.

Hey Kelly. I have two huge flaws when I write, one causes the other. In that I carry on too long, many times, by not knowing how or when to end a write. So sometimes they become long as hell. At least I hope they can be rewarding to read at least. As we all hope with our own writes.
So thank you for the positive note. It does matter.