The Passionate Vampire (1987)

[dcmarti1]

(With apologies to Christopher Marlowe)

Marlowe's Passionate Shepherd to His Love

 

Come drink of me and be my love,

And we will all the horrors prove

That crags, swamps, and dying fields

And woods with haunted mansions yield.

 

We shall listen to the wolves that bay,

Watch beautiful, shining daemons play,

Feast on the finest whitened skin

And find delight, not remorse, with sin.

 

A coffin shall I make for Thee

Out of the deepest ebony,

And line it in satin (blood red!)

With matching pillows for thy head.

 

Dark orgies for thy pleasure,

Ancient tomes for thy treasure,

Stately requiems by Death played,

These before us each night arrayed.

 

In blackness of my own disdain

As cruel tyrants we shall reign.

If these evils thy heart may move,

Then drink of me and be my love.

[Tinker]

Hi Marti, Hope you don't mind I added tags. I love this parody. You are spot on with rhythm and sound and creepily current with your humorous content. This was fun to read. Another one of your poems I want to steal for example.

 

~~Tink

[dcmarti1]

Add any tag you deem appropriate, Ms. Administrator! Glad you thought it was creepy and fun. I remember writing this while I was in the Navy. I am pretty sure that we were on a European path.

[tonyv]

Wow! I agree with Tinker. For a poem composed in '87 this has a contemporary edge. Though zombies are quite popular today, vampires have not gone out of style.

 

Tony

[Benjamin]

Nicely worked piece. Vampires have a drug-like effect on the rest of us. We can't seem to get enough of 'em (only from a safe distance though).