Experimentation with Blank Verse

[Brownlie]

Note: Any corrections in the meter that are provided will be appreciated.

In stories creeping through the night, are claws
Of mine to scratch against a peaceful night.
In tales of fright a monster such as me
Can cast a shadow over every dream.
In darkness I will hide, for I was thrown
Away from light and day’s embrace. To hide
In places below beds among the spiders
That suck the blood from writhing flies with fangs
That glisten sanguine, fresh with dripping blood.
The spiders eat without a hint of guilt.
In many vacant eyes that I have seen,
In hungry web construing fiends that prey
Upon the flies, never have I seen remorse.
For me the crimson blood does stain upon my soul
Screaming victims shout inside this mind.
Sometimes after I have fed upon life
There comes a wish that wishes Monsters such
as I Were never born with hunger plaguing
What could have been a peaceful life for me
But ruing over death that I have brought
Will never bring the life that I did steal
From breathing beings back to breathe again.
As festering memories, bodies pile inside
A mind of mine that smells the rot that grows
With life purchasing life by trading flesh
For flesh, but you also purchase the life
That blesses you with time on Earth to live
Others of you are lucky. Squealing pigs
are killed far away in farms for you
at least for me the sounds of death that bought
A monsters living teach of living’s cost.
The beef inside of steaks that you consume
And stab with forks that bring about
A tender pool of blood and grease upon
The Porcelain plates and finely crafted wares
That cover up the murder brought with food.
In hungers pain and need is our mutual curse.

[milo]

I am going to comment on this, in time, I hope you don't think it has gone unseen.

[milo]

Note: Any corrections in the meter that are provided will be appreciated.

In stories creeping through the night, are claws
Of mine to scratch against a peaceful night.
In tales of fright a monster such as me
Can cast a shadow over every dream.
In darkness I will hide, for I was thrown
Away from light and day’s embrace. To hide
In places below beds among the spiders
That suck the blood from writhing flies with fangs
That glisten sanguine, fresh with dripping blood.
The spiders eat without a hint of guilt.
In many vacant eyes that I have seen,
In hungry web construing fiends that prey
Upon the flies, never have I seen remorse.
For me the crimson blood does stain upon my soul extra foot
Screaming victims shout inside this mind.
Sometimes after I have fed upon life trochaic
There comes a wish that wishes Monsters such
as I Were never born with hunger plaguing
What could have been a peaceful life for me
But ruing over death that I have brought
Will never bring the life that I did steal
From breathing beings back to breathe again.
As festering memories, bodies pile inside FEStering - anapest
A mind of mine that smells the rot that grows a mind like mine
With life purchasing life by trading flesh
For flesh, but you also purchase the life 2 trochees
That blesses you with time on Earth to live
Others of you are lucky. Squealing pigs trochaic line
are killed far away in farms for you trochaic line
at least for me the sounds of death that bought
A monsters living teach of living’s cost. 's
The beef inside of steaks that you consume
And stab with forks that bring about 4 feet
A tender pool of blood and grease upon
The Porcelain plates and finely crafted wares trochaic
That cover up the murder brought with food.
In hungers pain and need is our mutual curse.

mostly the meter is pretty good. It is obviously padded in spots but mostly it is good.

[Brownlie]

Thanks for checking the meter.