Vampira, sits by a small spring,
A new year to recall her dreams
Of journeys far and precious rings.
Vampira, sits by a small spring,
Nostalgic for white dragon wings,
Upon her cheeks scarlet tears stream.
Vampira, sits by a small spring,
A new year to recall her dreams.
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Marousia 
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A new year to recall her dreams.
Nice.
I like this, especially the ‘white dragon’s wings’.
Did you think about leaving a line each time before starting with ‘Vampira’? – just an idea.
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2nd most interesting poem i come across in poluck this new year! cheers marousia! here’s my new year potluck- http://fiveloaf.wordpress.com/2010/03/15/life/
Aw Maroussia
This is a delicate one – I wish I could sit at Vampire’s side, looking together at the small spring and kiss the scarlet tears on her cheek.
I hope to meet Vampire many times during this year!
I like the repetition here – really elevates the sense of longing in it. Sad and reflective, with good imagery – “white dragon wings” in particular. Might say I would consider removing the comma immediately after “Vampira” on each of those lines, though – just feels to me like it chops up the flow a bit with an unnecessary pause.
sweet dreams.
lovely entry..you have beautiful imaginations.
A+
Brilliant! I enjoyed this!
The undead seem to be gaining humanity.
Vampira’s Recollection and scarlet tears
Great imagination
Love the idea of using the New Year as a reason to recall dreams! Beautiful!
Nice use of the form– fun that we both chose it this week!