DISCARDINGS… a strange poem

pink pig on brown sand

Where once there fell

A crusty piece

Of savory flavored

Ripened beast

green grass near body of water during daytime

With all the sides

One does adore

Gaseous swamp

And frost of hoar

green frog on green moss

Gelatinous moss

From north of tree

Bullfrog throat

With pitch – high C

macro photofraphy of black ant

Once stroked in pot

With hellfire’s heat

Now blades of grass

Thou must eat

Meat, Pork Knuckle, Sausages, Vegetables

Deliciousness

None can compare

Lest ye hath had

Burnt paw of bear

BROKEN STONES… a dark poem

ices on body of water

The burden of the broken stones

Weigh heavy on the mind

Whitecapped waves crest and foam

But cannot wash away the crime

Building blocks to small to see

Poisoned the whole of the base

Years of neglect have now captured me

As I slow to a crawl in my pace

Hindsight lends no healing sauve

For this conjured soul of the damned

Only regret of a dying wretch

As I crumble into sinking sand

NO WAY OUT… a dark poem

Woman Covering Her Face With Brown Scarf

Canvas towers of black paint the horizon

There is no way out

There is no way out

Turrets of stone in windswept hues

There is no way out

There is no way out

A blanket of stars, black as pitch

There is no way out

There is no way out

Suffocating inside this sarcophagus, frozen forever

There is no way out

There is no way out

A DARKER SIDE OF HOLLOW… a dark poem

brown snake

A darker side of hollow

Whispers in your ear

“I can make you happy…

Come, no need to fear!”

A prickling on your neckline

As your stomach fills with butterflies

“Is this the way that I should go?

Or is it all just lies?”

That cry of desperation

Was answered in a beat

And now the time has come for you

To go

Or to retreat

Within this world of madness

Too many empty souls

Take to the streets and kill each other

And pretend it makes them whole

So, be careful with your questions

Have faith and tow the line

Build bridges, not deeper chasms

Beacause darkness has the time

LEGACY… a dark poem

Kindred, don’t leave me

This melancholy, too, shall soon pass

Bear with these fragile bones

One last time

Before they are consumed

By the fires of no return

Pray for me

After the passing

Stay with me

Until the chill of the morning

Lifts its veil

Upon a new day

Then, carry on the legacy

Seek out truth

Hide your true self

When the time is right

Revenge me

And leave a legacy

Of your own

photo of tall trees during foggy day

DAMNED… a dark poem

Tis naught

But death that persecutes me

Veiled in wispy robes

Cut from boughs of fir

Kindling for my soul

Curtains of eternal darkness

Cascade, ever closing upon me

Silently bending my will

Into a “damned submission”

Subjugating my destiny

Hastened my thoughts

Alas, fleeing down this now dead life

Malleable to condemnation

Beelzebub has dismantled my cross

Nightmare, Dreaming, Fantasy, Fear
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LEGION… a dark poem

human skull decors

Heavy-laden the storm clouds loom

High above the chaos

Deeper and wider the chasm swells

Like billowing sails of the ships of old

A siren’s song drifts with envy upon the wind

As the hoards prepare to feast

The blood moon drips apparitions of fear

Infiltrating the deepest of shadows

Once every 5000 years the hunter is set free

Mayhem holds the key to destruction

There is nowhere to hide

As even the dark cowers

Legion pierces the silence