Monday, June 2, 2008

Dark Poetry

Here are a few selections from  Dark Tag night ...

                                        Black Bay
DrunkPoets:
The darkness is hovering
DrunkPoets:
like the false moon
DrunkPoets:
its absence is void of focus
DrunkPoets:
the water laps in drumming frequency
DrunkPoets:
as it crashes on the tense sand
DrunkPoets: all around are specks of light
DrunkPoets:
hovering like pin holes in a far away dream
DrunkPoets:
spent wondering if eyes were focusing
DrunkPoets:
on that very spot where you shift
<FONTLANG=0 PTSIZE="10" FAMILY="SANSSERIF" size="2" color="#0000ff">DrunkPoets:
uncomfortably alone
DrunkPoets:
imagining the water's intensity leap
DrunkPoets:
across the divide
DrunkPoets:
blacking out that moment
DrunkPoets:
and leaving you to drown
DrunkPoets:
in your loneliness
DrunkPoets:
.end
 
Serenade the Storm
.
LeahSmn: The skeletal pier planks rattle beneath the heavy footfall
LeahSmn: of blistered bare feet running to the end splintered
LeahSmn: rails moan as the piling--bones crack
LeahSmn: the water below has churned itself into a frenzy
LeahSmn: demonic and majestic--summoning, drawing,
LeahSmn: who shall feed it wicked dreams?
LeahSmn: who shall soothe it's rage and thirst
LeahSmn: for tranquility ripped from the crests of a million whispers
LeahSmn: the song begins like this -- one note
LeahSmn: dragged from dunes to the waking
LeahSmn: one sustained cello cry into the melancholy collapse
LeahSmn: of wave after wave of disappointment
LeahSmn: then there is nothing left vibrating
LeahSmn: except the soul of the lost on the edge of a journey
LeahSmn: that will free or enslave them forever
LeahSmn: End

"Night Stalker"
BudSilver:
.
BudSilver: In her well vented room she lays
BudSilver: As the wind slowly lulls her to sleep
BudSilver: Outside the window he preys
BudSilver: The wickedness has sunk in too deep
BudSilver: She lays dreaming of a sweeter day
BudSilver: His bloodlust rises up in his eyes
BudSilver: He sneaks in the window where she lays
BudSilver: For tonight is the night that she dies
BudSilver: Night stalker with murder on his mind
BudSilver: Rampages and terrorizes this one
BudSilver: Driven by his lust, he's so blind
BudSilver: He does this simply for fun
BudSilver: Morning paper has all the details
BudSilver: Of a night of terror this town
BudSilver: This poor woman was torn and impaled
BudSilver: By this wicked, tear stained clown
BudSilver: The judge and the jury show no mercy
BudSilver: His sentence is to pay for his crime
BudSilver: His death will be for all to see
BudSilver: The night stalker has run out of time
BudSilver: .
BudSilver: the end
 
 
                               ~Hellish Words~
QQueeNAkashA7:
Dark, Cold, Stuck
QQueeNAkashA7: Left shivering
QQueeNAkashA7: Her eyes
QQueeNAkashA7: His eyes
QQueeNAkashA7: Where once was kind
QQueeNAkashA7: loving
QQueeNAkashA7: Now glares that haunt
QQueeNAkashA7: Staring into her being
QQueeNAkashA7: Imprinted on her soul
QQueeNAkashA7: Are his sadistic ways
QQueeNAkashA7: Hellish words
QQueeNAkashA7: Never to leave her
QQueeNAkashA7: ~End~


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