Poetry Day: My Sanguine Beast

Posted on December 5, 2024 by Charles Yallowitz

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(It’s about tempers that we keep deep inside.  Those monsters that many have, which one never wants to release.  These beasts are worse for some.)

I hear you

Screaming

A soulless noise

Echoing in my skull

Calling out for blood

Your claws

Rake against my brain

Jagged teeth

Gnashing at my nerves

My senses swim

Crimson edging

Along my blurry sight

I close my eyes

And see visions

Dreams of your desire

Of entrails strewn

Spines torn in half

And gore dripping

From the very walls

These are your dreams

Horrors

Dragged from my darkest depths

Pushing for release

Only to be forced back

With every ounce of will

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About Charles Yallowitz

Charles E. Yallowitz was born, raised, and educated in New York. Then he spent a few years in Florida, realized his fear of alligators, and moved back to the Empire State. When he isn't working hard on his epic fantasy stories, Charles can be found cooking or going on whatever adventure his son has planned for the day. 'Legends of Windemere' is his first series, but it certainly won't be his last.
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7 Responses to Poetry Day: My Sanguine Beast

  1. L. Marie's avatar L. Marie says:
    December 5, 2024 at 10:21 am

    Very descriptive of the emotional battle. A nice triumph at the end.

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  2. John W. Howell's avatar John W. Howell says:
    December 5, 2024 at 12:44 pm

    You nailed the feeling.

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  3. DebyFredericks's avatar DebyFredericks says:
    December 7, 2024 at 11:10 am

    We all have those moments, but you captured it!

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