Poems that Inspire Darkness

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Poet: Terry Smith

Danza Della Anime

with bravura strokes
she paints a tapestry
of desires & ancient wounds
upon wisps of shadows
long succumbed to darkness

bound by umbilical thread
screams of shattered silence
reach vaulted peaks
to drown

circumference of flame
closes to corset
devouring sins
purified soul released

as hind-sighted children
play roundabout
& echo gregorian chants
of the free

Poet: Devlin De La Chapa

Posted: May 21, 2016 in Musing, Poetry
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~ everyone loves a bit of violence in their coffee

sleep,

is of inept

in city`s so

profound

that if we blink

we would have missed

a certain

part

of our ghosts

spendthrift`ing;

there is so much

darkness; riddles,

they are

sufferers for a

cause

I have

not a thing\nothing to offer

just absence & misery

in a sea of muffled

screams;

true,

I am an enigma,

the least

of someone else’s

troubles;

and tears, they

often fall

like cream

to sweet`en the blow

of a bland

aftertaste;

Oh, how

we are suckers

for a bit of violence

in our coffee.

Poet: Luis Cuauhtémoc Berriozabal

Posted: May 21, 2016 in Poetry
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I DREAMT

I dreamt I was so hungry.

I ate my whole hand.

It started with the right pinky,

then the ring finger.

I devoured my middle finger,

then the right pointing finger.

The thumb took a bit longer

because I was feeling full.

I got my second wind and

I ate my palm all the way up

to the wrist and the wrist watch.

The dream was so strange.

It took about an hour for

another hand to grow in

place of the eaten hand.

The new hand looked just

like the old hand only a

little bigger and less rough.

I had new fingerprints that

belonged to someone else

that was not even human.

Poet: Terry Smith

Posted: May 13, 2016 in Poetry
Tags: BoySlut Poems, dark poems, dark poetry, Inspirational Upbeat Uplifting poems, Inspirational Upbeat Uplifting Poetry, Observational poems, Observational poetry, Poems by Terry Smith, Poems that Inspire Darkness, Poet Terry Smith, Poetry that Inspire Darkness, Terry Smith

[ soul ] ingenue

I peeled the stigma of you
like cotton-mouth
off my thrice stained soul
with a bottle of scotch & demerol
adhered your memory to a collage
of cardiac scars & yellow tinged bruises
a shrine to the church
of lust & regret
the stained glass
a reminder
of the sins committed
in loyalty to a cause…
….the search for love

[un] holy church

Butterfly’s blade
shredding rose-petal wishes
wrist bleeds
rosary-bead droplets
upon virgin white floor
already scuffed
by my boot-healfrom vaulted ceilings
you wrap yourself in their flag
of deception
casting down
your umbilical noose
for me to swing my repents upon

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Posts Tagged ‘Poems that Inspire Darkness’

Poet: Terry Smith

Poet: Devlin De La Chapa

Poet: Luis Cuauhtémoc Berriozabal

Poet: Terry Smith