The Misanthropic Vamp

By Frances Ayers Last updated Dec 8, 2024

The Misanthropic Vamp

Among the hidden, destitute, and darker elements
Patiently awaiting her next blood meal
A creature scorned for centuries by the light…
Dares not love those that she needs to survive

She needs no distractions from her nightly hunt
Her bitterness oozing like a festering open sore
For all mankind and their social maladies manifested
In their hatred, greed, disgust, prejudice, and sickness

As she draws their lifeblood into her very being
She renders her justice upon the snivering hords
That fall into her grasp, slowly sipping their life force
And therefore ridding the world of one less evil

Justice Poetic Prose

Frances Ayers

I am a poet who started writing in her forties.I have been published in three facebook anthologies and in online magazines.Some of my poems have been two star finalists on voices.net,and I came in third place in the May 2010 poetry contest.I have created a number of online poetry groups,two of which are on facebook.I also hope to publish a book of short stories some day.I previously worked as a Social Worker with abused and neglected children and their families.

Foundations

The Hand of God: Blue Shift