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[title] => Blood Flower: 14 - Ivy Walls
[time] => 2005-04-10 22:22:09
[hometext] => The block was moved aside and Blood Flower returns ... once again
[bodytext] => ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Continued from 13 ... Dis-Harmony
Harmony’s recital was cut short by a single rap on the door
Followed by an urgently whispered word … “Trouble”
She leapt from the bed and swept through the door
Leaving me to follow
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My shirt, tattered and torn, was a white stain
Upon the black and red linens of her bed
I pulled my overcoat about my shoulders
And drew it closed to cover the gaping wound
That marred my marked chest
It was already healing, closing from the inside
The wooden splinters left behind, burning
As they wormed their way to the surface
The residual pain would last longer than the scar
I stepped through the open door into the hallway
Following Harmony out into the parlor
It was lavishly appointed with color and curtain
Providing an intimate place for acquaintance
There were nearly two dozen women waiting
Surprised visages turned my way as I entered
It appeared as though few who went into
Her bed chambers, were expected to exit
Either of their own accord or volition
The women varied in year, some it appeared
Were of greater age than Harmony
Though seeing her now, as I should have before
It was clear she had lived longer than any assembled
When she walked into the room, all deferred to her
Their conversation hushed and all but stopped
She acknowledged all present with slight head bows
She had been here as long as many could recall
She was their protector, their dark guardian angel
Were any of the women treated unjustly
If they became threatened or harmed in any way
They turned to her to resolve the situation
More often than not, customers who caused trouble
Were soon able to see the errors of their ways
Those who could, or would not alter their behaviors
Found themselves imprisoned within the basement
They became a source of vampiric sustenance
There were few who could not be convinced
Harmony could take what she needed
From her captives and keep them alive
Trapped within the basement, for months
She had learned this process while torturing
The man who had murdered her mother
Though she lost the taste for her recent pets
Much faster than she did that of her first victim
So she supplemented her diet with those, like me
Foolish enough not to see her for what she was
She gazed slowly about the room and asked
“For what trouble have you interrupted me?”
They all began to chatter at the same time
She held up a hand until they settled
She singled out a woman who had remained quiet
“What do you know?” she asked
There was a woman in an alley down the street
She was unknown; they had never seen her before
She was being set upon by a group of drunkard men
My mind began to race, for it sounded like Ivy
It would be just like her to attempt foolishness
Her feed that night had been intoxicated
She had been feeling the effects of the spirits
I had asked her to wait, and remain cautious
I could envision her becoming bold and greedy
Seeking to further her feel of superiority
She had lured another victim into her clutches
Her mistake had been that he was not alone
I ran from the brothel, not waiting to hear the rest
I could hear others exiting more slowly behind me
Shouts and screams emanated from the alley mouth
I turned the corner and came to an abrupt halt
The bodies of two men lay sprawled dead before me
Ivy’s handiwork to be sure, I’d seen it often enough
What halted me though, were the seven other men
They were an angry mob extracting vengeance
Punishing the source of their fallen comrades
A flash of silver raised for a moment above their heads
A wicked looking blade that sliced down quickly
A loud triumphant cry went up from the men
They fell away, as the blade wielder lifted both arms
One hand still holding the long curved knife
In the other, Ivy’s head hung from her hair
I stood frozen for a moment in shock and despair
Then my scream of rage and anger broke the air
And the dust that had been Ivy, climbed up the alley walls
Soon to follow ... Blood Flower: 15 - Unleashed
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Blood Flower: 14 - Ivy Walls
Contributed by
Nazmythian
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Sunday, 10th April 2005 @ 10:22:09 PM in AEST
Topic:
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Continued from 13 ... Dis-Harmony
Harmony’s recital was cut short by a single rap on the door
Followed by an urgently whispered word … “Trouble”
She leapt from the bed and swept through the door
Leaving me to follow
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
My shirt, tattered and torn, was a white stain
Upon the black and red linens of her bed
I pulled my overcoat about my shoulders
And drew it closed to cover the gaping wound
That marred my marked chest
It was already healing, closing from the inside
The wooden splinters left behind, burning
As they wormed their way to the surface
The residual pain would last longer than the scar
I stepped through the open door into the hallway
Following Harmony out into the parlor
It was lavishly appointed with color and curtain
Providing an intimate place for acquaintance
There were nearly two dozen women waiting
Surprised visages turned my way as I entered
It appeared as though few who went into
Her bed chambers, were expected to exit
Either of their own accord or volition
The women varied in year, some it appeared
Were of greater age than Harmony
Though seeing her now, as I should have before
It was clear she had lived longer than any assembled
When she walked into the room, all deferred to her
Their conversation hushed and all but stopped
She acknowledged all present with slight head bows
She had been here as long as many could recall
She was their protector, their dark guardian angel
Were any of the women treated unjustly
If they became threatened or harmed in any way
They turned to her to resolve the situation
More often than not, customers who caused trouble
Were soon able to see the errors of their ways
Those who could, or would not alter their behaviors
Found themselves imprisoned within the basement
They became a source of vampiric sustenance
There were few who could not be convinced
Harmony could take what she needed
From her captives and keep them alive
Trapped within the basement, for months
She had learned this process while torturing
The man who had murdered her mother
Though she lost the taste for her recent pets
Much faster than she did that of her first victim
So she supplemented her diet with those, like me
Foolish enough not to see her for what she was
She gazed slowly about the room and asked
“For what trouble have you interrupted me?”
They all began to chatter at the same time
She held up a hand until they settled
She singled out a woman who had remained quiet
“What do you know?” she asked
There was a woman in an alley down the street
She was unknown; they had never seen her before
She was being set upon by a group of drunkard men
My mind began to race, for it sounded like Ivy
It would be just like her to attempt foolishness
Her feed that night had been intoxicated
She had been feeling the effects of the spirits
I had asked her to wait, and remain cautious
I could envision her becoming bold and greedy
Seeking to further her feel of superiority
She had lured another victim into her clutches
Her mistake had been that he was not alone
I ran from the brothel, not waiting to hear the rest
I could hear others exiting more slowly behind me
Shouts and screams emanated from the alley mouth
I turned the corner and came to an abrupt halt
The bodies of two men lay sprawled dead before me
Ivy’s handiwork to be sure, I’d seen it often enough
What halted me though, were the seven other men
They were an angry mob extracting vengeance
Punishing the source of their fallen comrades
A flash of silver raised for a moment above their heads
A wicked looking blade that sliced down quickly
A loud triumphant cry went up from the men
They fell away, as the blade wielder lifted both arms
One hand still holding the long curved knife
In the other, Ivy’s head hung from her hair
I stood frozen for a moment in shock and despair
Then my scream of rage and anger broke the air
And the dust that had been Ivy, climbed up the alley walls
Soon to follow ... Blood Flower: 15 - Unleashed
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Re: Blood Flower: 14 - Ivy Walls
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by the_Ghost_Moth on
Sunday, 10th April 2005 @ 10:31:33 PM AEST
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Damn, son.
This is the most exciting one yet.
I really like the last line.
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Re: Blood Flower: 14 - Ivy Walls
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by Azanna on
Monday, 11th April 2005 @ 12:09:25 AM AEST
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| The imagery is brilliant. ~ Azanna |
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Re: Blood Flower: 14 - Ivy Walls
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by bobotheclown on
Monday, 11th April 2005 @ 02:21:59 AM AEST
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I echo ghost moth "damn son" yes this was
hella good indeed. I did not read the previous
parts, but this was equisitely written and
when I have enough time I should read the
other poems. I love the story in this it is
definitely not dry and every line is fresh and
complements the rest of the poem. Yes, an
epic masterpiece for sure.
Bobo (Joel) |
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Re: Blood Flower: 14 - Ivy Walls
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by lostinmyself on
Monday, 11th April 2005 @ 07:40:35 AM AEST
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O_O
I didn't see that coming...what a surprise.
Sheesh, I had to read that twice to make sure I had read it right...
Wow, I can't wait till the next one.
This is my fave so far.
Great write,
*hugs* Phil xxx |
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Re: Blood Flower: 14 - Ivy Walls
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by Former_Member on
Monday, 11th April 2005 @ 10:30:46 AM AEST
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| ewwww! disembodied head! Good to see you writing again. As you know, this isn't quite my kinda thang, but it's extremely well done anyhow. And the tale goes on... J. |
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Re: Blood Flower: 14 - Ivy Walls
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by FleurdeSang on
Monday, 11th April 2005 @ 03:26:39 PM AEST
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OMG.....OMG.....OMG....
I am utterly and completely breathless, my heart is racing a hundred miles per hour, and my thoughts run wildly through my mind... INCREDIBLE ending, cheri. So glad to see that the Blood Flower series has yet to end! Amazing, and very much unexpected finish to the renowned Ivy. Exquisitely graphic, deliciously morbid, and....just... flawless.
My dear friend, your talent shines brilliantly through this horrifying, dark masterpiece. Hmmmm. "Unleashed." Now that sounds like a ruthlessly brutal etude, seeing how you ended with the Protege in a fit of anguish and inhuman rage. Simply devine, mon cheri Naz. Thank you so much for continuing this well-loved series. Never failing to enchant and beguil us mere mortals. Merci beaucoup once again. All my love. Forever,
Your dear friend and avid fan,
Stephy. *who can't wait for the next one!!* |
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Re: Blood Flower: 14 - Ivy Walls
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by Vampirequeen on
Tuesday, 12th April 2005 @ 01:22:49 AM AEST
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| wow Nazzy i am so impress with this write i am like speechless. |
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Re: Blood Flower: 14 - Ivy Walls
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by venkat on
Friday, 15th April 2005 @ 05:15:18 AM AEST
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Breath taking read from beginning to ending..
with such a tempo..totally stunning..:-) venkat |
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Re: Blood Flower: 14 - Ivy Walls
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by Former_Member on
Friday, 15th April 2005 @ 12:58:05 PM AEST
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| You dang near had me pulled into this web of words you've weaved. I said it once and I'll say it again, You're an AWESOME writer. My hats off to you my dear friend! Intricately tasteful piece of art you have here! ((((Nazzy)))) ~joni~ :) |
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