13 o'clock ( dark-er poetry)

[RhymeFairy]

Cryptic, evil lingering
Shadows dancing,
through the wood.
Feel of goosebumps
rippling along flesh.

Prey of hunger, feast on
horrors temptation.
Suckling life's carnage
through wiggling ... edgy
spiked teeth.

Tracking wants,
with wicked intent.
Drinking the souls nectar
within cups of egotistical
whismy.

Tanking life's glory,
of loves whispering life.
Gnawing away lingering
glimpses of yester years.

Gorged to the hilt,
from your glorious feast.
Laughingly, he skips away.
Lurking yet again. Knowing
there are others
to be had, this day ...

 

[Jennifer C]

Cryptic, evil lingering
Shadows dancing,
through the wood.
Feel of goosebumps
rippling along flesh.

Prey of hunger, feast on
horrors temptation.
Suckling life's carnage
through wiggling ... edgy
spiked teeth.

Tracking wants,
with wicked intent.
Drinking the souls nectar
within cups of egotistical
whismy.

Tanking life's glory,
of loves whispering life.
Gnawing away lingering
glimpses of yester years.

Gorged to the hilt,
from your glorious feast.
Laughingly, he skips away.
Lurking yet again. Knowing
there are others
to be had, this day ...

Very dark and spooky, haunting piece you have here RF ~ Love it!

Nice work

 

[bluerains]

Bipolar Ice Cream

bandaged spirit
salvaged from darkened hours
three past midnight
blackness crushing white wings
broken and bruised
a cruel fate of self imposed
shadows of morrows
sheathed surroundings
grief lies in a grave-site
space of shame
names of agony and gloom
worn like shiny armor
by the self absorbed
happiness a comortable
sadness rolled in teardrops
a tasty dessert of depression
wouldn’t you say!

 

[RhymeFairy]

What happens, when there is no feeling.
Everything is null and void.
A void that never can be reopened.
For if it was, disaster to all.

Dark images, close around my heart.
Sucking all the life outta my soul.
Eating at my heart.
An unforgiving, relentless
merciless hunger.

Taking all in its path,
to the land of the damned.
All who enter, never see light again.
Listless ... Pathetic
Soulless ... Nothing

Once I saw the light.
It shined throughout my life.
Loving days, filled with laughter.
Nights filled, with the moons
ever present, magical glow.

Angels were envious of my life.
They blew their love, on my wings.
Fairies would kiss the ground,
which I walked upon. I was
so loved, knew it. Felt so
lucky to be me.

Then the bad things, started
happening. Days turned to night.
Yet, Ii knew the sun was shining.
I could almost feel, its warmth.
Just knew, it was there.

Nights turned, to living hell.
Many things can go wrong,
with a blinking of the eye.
One never knows how bad,
bad is. Till it slams, into
your most perfect world.

Grabbing all you know,
to be innocent and good.
Turning it to ash, its claws.
Wrapping around that
perfectness. Strangling
all the life, love ... happiness.

You see it happening.
Cannot believe, it to be so.
One day you wake up,
in a living nightmare.

A place so bad,
dark, empty of life.
You gasp ... throw up.

Just stand dazed. Taking in,
the total destruction. Of the thing
you once called, your life.

What do you do at this time?
Where do you go from here?
What is life? What happens,
when you have nothing left?

I stand here, in the land
of the damned. Waiting
for a glimmer, something.

Some lil speck, of nothingness.
Nothingness to some, is
everything to another.

So I wait. To recapture ...
Recapture, my everything.

 

[bluerains]

wait a minute...

What happens, when there is no feeling.
Everything is null and void.
A void that never can be reopened.
For if it was, disaster to all.

Dark images, close around my heart.
Sucking all the life outta my soul.
Eating at my heart.
An unforgiving, relentless
merciless hunger.

Taking all in its path,
to the land of the damned.
All who enter, never see light again.
Listless ... Pathetic
Soulless ... Nothing

Once I saw the light.
It shined throughout my life.
Loving days, filled with laughter.
Nights filled, with the moons
ever present, magical glow.

Angels were envious of my life.
They blew their love, on my wings.
Fairies would kiss the ground,
which I walked upon. I was
so loved, knew it. Felt so
lucky to be me.

Then the bad things, started
happening. Days turned to night.
Yet, Ii knew the sun was shining.
I could almost feel, its warmth.
Just knew, it was there.

Nights turned, to living hell.
Many things can go wrong,
with a blinking of the eye.
One never knows how bad,
bad is. Till it slams, into
your most perfect world.

Grabbing all you know,
to be innocent and good.
Turning it to ash, its claws.
Wrapping around that
perfectness. Strangling
all the life, love ... happiness.

You see it happening.
Cannot believe, it to be so.
One day you wake up,
in a living nightmare.

A place so bad,
dark, empty of life.
You gasp ... throw up.

Just stand dazed. Taking in,
the total destruction. Of the thing
you once called, your life.

What do you do at this time?
Where do you go from here?
What is life? What happens,
when you have nothing left?

I stand here, in the land
of the damned. Waiting
for a glimmer, something.

Some lil speck, of nothingness.
Nothingness to some, is
everything to another.

So I wait. To recapture ...
Recapture, my everything.

are we sharing the same bipolar space/time moment...ugh...must be hormones...

 

[bluerains]

dark waters

stretching out to find
that blue shoulder
in the cold late hours
of a bad dream

I use your arm as a pillow
as I swallow shattered
reflections of navigated
rivers
of a lost world where
traveling rogues still
journey to find
a hallowed path
to abandon ship

does anyone know If this can be used as a nonce..as the pattern breaks long?

 

[RhymeFairy]

are we sharing the same bipolar space/time moment...ugh...must be hormones...

Hormones requiring
Chocolate an a lil coffee.
That'll fix anything ehh ...

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Had a block.
I climbed to the top.
Yelling in Frustrations'
face. Kicked his knees.
Blew his stubborn stack ...

Cuffed him straight,
to Melodrama's house.
She was not home.
He sat back with Alone.
Breaking, all of Melodramas'
things.

Idea struck fierce. Taking
Frustration by surprise.
They feuded ... fought.

Dusk moved in, along
with Misery as a friend.
Frustration fed off Idea,
held out, against Dusk.

Unill Sunrise showed
her angelic face.
Frustration knew
Time was spent. Away
he went, quietly with
Ideas, as his new friend ...

 

[quietpoet]

Is nonce "not-once"

I'm not familiar with the pattern here! I do know that it is a beautiful poem written to one you must love very much. Love your creativity Blue!!

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stretching out to find
that blue shoulder
in the cold late hours
of a bad dream

I use your arm as a pillow
as I swallow shattered
reflections of navigated
rivers
of a lost world where
traveling rogues still
journey to find
a hallowed path
to abandon ship

does anyone know If this can be used as a nonce..as the pattern breaks long?

 

[RhymeFairy]

cobwebs sticky, so irritably
clingy. like cotton candy,
on the mouth. licking so,
never getting it all off.

spiders dips down low,
attracting perilous prey
within dooms morbid home.

eight forks ... spoons
shoveling, suckling
slurping in majestic delight.

beady eyes, zeroing in.
down the hall, of all
is lost. venomous wrapping.
scrubbing, soft succulent flesh.

sharp fang straw slices. bringing
forth life's blood. bright future
beckons. drop for drop. neatly
nourishing, the eminent future.


lil spiders spring up, wrapping.
webbing their hated homes,
across life's open doorway ...

 

[RhymeFairy]

Thousand echoes.
Bouncing off,
the moons surface.

Taking command.
Leading the troops.
Worshipping all,
that comes my way.

Tranquil days.
Tempest nights
Honey washing,
down the wall.

Making the wishes.
Thousands who
do not speak.
A dream, within
a dream.

Hand of fate. Taking
a higher standing.
Leading all, who cannot
communicate.

Marching to the beat,
of the hearts
lonesome call.
Withstanding
Through it all ...

Take your time.
Say what you must.
Tomorrow, we are all
but dust.

Tonight we have our say.
Wishing for a brighter
future. A better day ...

 

[Man Ray]

This poem is old but the sentiments and desires are still very real and very now...

You stand obediently in front of me,
You stand dressed as I ordered.
Your love, your trust in me revealed,
Your eyes downcast as I watch you.
I lift up your face with a gentle hand,
I kiss your lips with a lovers touch.

You welcome me as a lover,
You want me to be so much more.
Your desires are for me to satisfy,
Your needs are for me to fulfil.
I make you bend to my will,
I caress your body with the pain you crave.

You feel my mental, physical lash,
You welcome the pleasure I give you.
Your body exposed and vulnerable,
Your flower, your rosebud, your soul are mine.
I need you as you need me,
I hurt you, I rape you with love.

You are my eternal lover,
You are betrothed to me forever.
Your mind I set free,
Your body I place into bondage.
I tenderly tie the knot,
I tighten the bonds that make you mine.

 

[Guest]

Night crawler

Looking slightly to the side
out of focus yet definite
there's a hazy shape
walking as if asleep
or moving against great opposition
I am not afraid just curious
and watch as it approaches
in the darkened house
silent on invisible feet
behind my ribs my heart
fights for feerdom
and I feel the first tentative
touch of calloused fingers
in my hair whispering
flight or fight but I remain
frozen this is no dream
but lust stalking my body
heating it with boiling breath
and lifting it with passion
denied too long as if
in answer to my aches
screaming with each touch
recognising needs
desires spill forth flooding
darkness deepening the silence
of night for me skin prickles
eyes wide I smile in recognition
welcome relief surrender.

 

[RhymeFairy]

Looking slightly to the side
out of focus yet definite
there's a hazy shape
walking as if asleep
or moving against great opposition
I am not afraid just curious
and watch as it approaches
in the darkened house
silent on invisible feet
behind my ribs my heart
fights for feerdom
and I feel the first tentative
touch of calloused fingers
in my hair whispering
flight or fight but I remain
frozen this is no dream
but lust stalking my body
heating it with boiling breath
and lifting it with passion
denied too long as if
in answer to my aches
screaming with each touch
recognising needs
desires spill forth flooding
darkness deepening the silence
of night for me skin prickles
eyes wide I smile in recognition
welcome relief surrender.

Very nice ( hot too ) lil write.
Love your wording- just perfect where they stand.

 

[Guest]

Very nice ( hot too ) lil write.
Love your wording- just perfect where they stand.

TY.

 

[Jennifer C]

Evil strikes upon
the hour,
lurking in the
darkess corners
of your mind.

Stalking your
thoughts with
devilish intent,
invading your
head.

Voices screaming
to the tune
of regret, not
letting go
no room to forget.

Memories of hurtful
pasts, running through
your head, like a
horror movie
on replay.

You pray for sleep
but your calls
go un-answered
leaving you alone
in the darkness.

 

[RhymeFairy]

Evil

I feel you out there. Creeping around.
Dark moonless night. Dew upon, the
dampened ground. Soft footsteps,
tiptoeing ... up the walk.

Foggy windows condensed,
from water drops. Cryptic
coolness, permeates from inside,
the murky depths, of my home.

Quick repetitive raps on the door.
Fast ... Furious.
Ratt Tatt Tatt!
Heart stopping, silence.
Running fugitive
flying away, with the wind.

Did you hear that?
No! Do not move!
Stay still ... Motionless

Heart stops, blood freezes.
Incapable of movement,
Shock ... What now?

Tall trollsome trees
calling. No answer
forthcoming. Breath catches,
frostily freezes ... mid air.

Dogs start furiously barking,
as if whip snapped. Noise
erupts from all sides. Volcanic
interruption into a soundless night.

Goosebumps spread along golden
tanned skin. Hair seems to stand
on end. Evil presence ... felt
from within ...

 

[Jennifer C]

I feel you out there. Creeping around.
Dark moonless night. Dew upon, the
dampened ground. Soft footsteps,
tiptoeing ... up the walk.

Foggy windows condensed,
from water drops. Cryptic
coolness, permeates from inside,
the murky depths, of my home.

Quick repetitive raps on the door.
Fast ... Furious.
Ratt Tatt Tatt!
Heart stopping, silence.
Running fugitive
flying away, with the wind.

Did you hear that?
No! Do not move!
Stay still ... Motionless

Heart stops, blood freezes.
Incapable of movement,
Shock ... What now?

Tall trollsome trees
calling. No answer
forthcoming. Breath catches,
frostily freezes ... mid air.

Dogs start furiously barking,
as if whip snapped. Noise
erupts from all sides. Volcanic
interruption into a soundless night.

Goosebumps spread along golden
tanned skin. Hair seems to stand
on end. Evil presence ... felt
from within ...

Fast asleep in
the land of dreams
peaceful, content
in blissful oblivion.

bump

bolt upright
what was that?

crash

heart beat quickens
eyes desperately
scanning the room
ears on alert.

footsteps

whos that?
Breathing becomes
shallow, beads of sweat
forming on your forehead.

bare feet creep
out of bed, turn
on the light,
is anyone there?

legs shakily walk
down the staires,
turn on more lights
no one there

chills down your
spine, curtains blowing
open window.
dog barks in the distance.

 

[Guest]

light brings ugly from the shadows
has mirrors show the truth
two faces i'd rather not see
but it fades if i don't know
decide to look away or face the day

i choose self-doubt, -pity
cut the -image
slay with -hate

 

[bluerains]

Daalfin's Midnight

levitating triads

squaring circles

self destructing
resurrecting
Daalfin's Isle

savage beasts

silent lambs

crystal
creatures
darkness
damned

orbs wiccan
sea siblings
quicken

third planet
from sun

 

[RhymeFairy]

again, the knocking ... beating
the door. awake like lightening,
the FEAR is restored.

rounding loops, around
this prison. pacing,
murmuring ... MORBID,
mentions.

hackles rise, MOUNTING
high. stomach knots,
scalding sighs.

curtain swish, secretly
sneak ... cautious peek.
PLEASE leave me be,
no longer seek.

breathing close, rapid,
shallow. door ... CREEKS,
heart cringes ... seeing
gruesome gallows.

 

[RhymeFairy]

You stand obediently in front of me,
You stand dressed as I ordered.
Your love, your trust in me revealed,
Your eyes downcast as I watch you.
I lift up your face with a gentle hand,
I kiss your lips with a lovers touch.

You welcome me as a lover,
You want me to be so much more.
Your desires are for me to satisfy,
Your needs are for me to fulfil.
I make you bend to my will,
I caress your body with the pain you crave.

You feel my mental, physical lash,
You welcome the pleasure I give you.
Your body exposed and vulnerable,
Your flower, your rosebud, your soul are mine.
I need you as you need me,
I hurt you, I rape you with love.

You are my eternal lover,
You are betrothed to me forever.
Your mind I set free,
Your body I place into bondage.
I tenderly tie the knot,
I tighten the bonds that make you mine.

Great imagery and
word play here ManRay.
Naughty ... yet sweet.
Taste like ... love.

*Smiles*

More Please ~

 

[BrinkOfDoom]

oomancer

Farmer Tieurn found me by chance.
And from my village we travelled
by hay wagon across a leaping
and rolling grasslands to a kranz -
black, ponderous, like that very night.
Forced upon a broken blast of laccolite

Thrust into the midst of an empty field,
it bustled and tilted and broke open
at large and narrow entrances for to see
passages and stones and maze walls revealed.
The wagon stopped and Tieurn fumbled
for a leather pouch. Shaking he mumbled,

"away with it!" then found his canteen
which he vehemently spilled. I sat aloft
in the hay, struck dumb not by fear
but by unsurety. What could any of it mean?
Was something required of me? Why?
I take his brown pouch, and look in his eye

"What is this special place?" I ask
"What should I do?" but no answer comes to my aid.
I sniff the air and step back
at the musty odor wreathed to canteen flask.
"You are drunk, when you could help me,"
I observe. The farmer grips his knee

which now dances of it's own accord.
He grits his teeth and tries to spit,
failing miserably, then teetering
and jittering he tries to form a word
"S-s-saw- ree" he musters wiping sweat
from his eyes. I look towards the threat,

those stones glowing slight. Now gathering
courage from my dear mother's face, I walk
'cross the grasses straight into the kranz.
With every movement, shadows pivot and swing.
The floor is solid stone, gentle to my feet,
squeezing by boulders only a child could meet

I enter the innermost chamber and gaze
in wonder at the silver monolith, taller than
any man. It is dark, so dark I tremble.
A voice from behind asks who I've come to praise.
Then the walls alight like gentle ocean waves
upon a pocked curve of countless hanging graves,

by moonlight revealed. "Who -" a trill call
again from behind. " - are you come to bury?"
The past! Feathers rustle; I'm startled.
The recent past, oh I would bury it all!
I swivel about as slow as I can and stare
at swimming serpent with eyes a demon's glare.

The illusion transfixed me - many minutes spent
'til I call out "can you stop that please?"
The shimmying monster's tail-end continues
until after the disconnected head's descent.
All is moonlight and gentle in my hypaethral
world. Wizend voice rings "My spectral

snake dance always used to work in the past.
What gave it away? How'd you know?" my eyes
are wide as I crawl forward and discern
an old barn owl on a jutting ledge. "At last!
At last! a child comes to shun the magic dust
that skewed the ocular receptor into mistrust."

 

[RhymeFairy]

Again ~

A nightmare awakens me
sound of drunken ramblings,
shake me. He is at it, again.

Poor soul. Swearing he sees
Jesus in the woods. Again,
the ritual begins.

Falling to his knees. Kissing
the ground. Swearing
he will never do it never
again.

Whatever IT is, I have
no clue. He begs
forgiveness, and prays
the night, reverently
through.

Only to wake up
the next evening.
To begin anew. Will
this circle of craziness
end, I ask myself.

Falling asleep, finally.
I also pray, Please Lord,
let tomorrow be a
better day.

A nightmare awakens me,
sound of drunken ramblings,
shake me. He is at it again.

 

[RhymeFairy]

Bumppppppitty Bummppp


Thinkin, we have some scaryyy stuff, needs lettin out.

Tis tha season ya know ~

 

[cymry]

Malevolent tendencies
inspire dedicated idiocy.
You'll never change
there is to much twisted
venom inside your
soft tissue.
Burning brain,
soaked in the loathing
gripe of "YOU OWE ME!"
I don't owe you a damn thing
but I gave it anyway.
Ain't that special baby?
I learned my lesson of
inhumanity,
you taught
it with glorious
disdain.