Blodd Donation for Friend Donald

Blodd Donation for Friend Donald

A Poem by Poeticpiers
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narrative verse

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Blood donation


May I enlist your sympathy?
For vampires who are very old.
Alas there is no dentistry.
maintaining fangs for such as we.

My fangs are just a memory
which I remember from my youth.
Things are not what they used to be.
I'm toothless now as you can see.

Although I can eat simple food
it lacks the vital nourishment.
A vampire's proper food is blood
that's iron rich it does them good.

In youth I relied on my charms
my honeyed words to make you feel
safe and protected in my arms.
Transform your fears to quiet calm.

I can no longer dominate
by power of personality.
Sadly now I'm forced to wait
and hope that you'll participate.

You are so young and full of fire
the sweet blood rushing through your veins.
You could fulfil my hearts desire.
But will you, now I must enquire.

Will you bare your neck for me?
and spare me just a little drop
I don't need a great quantity.
An elegant sufficiency.

I have my silver drinking straw
and a sharp knife to pierce the vein.
A tiny sip I don't need more
which will my failing health restore.

A small incision, which will heal.
A few C.C.s that you can spare.
So tell me do we have a deal
What do you mean " Am I for real?.

I do not seek to frighten you
I make my request politely"
Because I think that you may do
just as I ask: One of the few


who show some signs of empathy.
Defender of the underdogs.
Motivated by sympathy
you'll spare a little blood for me.

I can get plenty bottled blood
as I work for the N.H.S.
It is O.K but not so good
as fresh blood and its understood.

It's only what would go to waste.
It is long past its best by date.
although it has a bitter taste
I must accept with good grace.

How very sad it is to be
a toothless vampire without fangs.
Have to rely on charity
but that is how it has to be.

The gift of immortality
the desire of many mortal men
is not as it purports to be.
I'm forced to beg eternally

I'm past my prime, I can't command,
I can't coerce or hypnotise.
I only pray you'll understand
I beg because I can't demand.



It is your choice you can refuse
and there is nothing I can do.
I have no powers I can use
except persuasion, nothing new.

Dec-08

© 2008 Poeticpiers


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Poeticpiers
Poeticpiers

Near Durham city UK, United Kingdom



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72years, young married. Ex police officer Ex social worker. interests Reading and writing poetry Painting and drawing in coloured pencil avid reader,sci fi fantasy crime. comparitive religion and esp... more..