Dark Edge of Poetry

Poetry

Shadow drawn in ink and dreams

  • A Peaceful Shore

    The sounds of the sea bring me peace, Soothing balm for my inner rage. I dream to the rhythm of tides,

  • That Which Resides

    It lurks in the hearts of all men, Forbidden and tempting desires, Corrupting each boy and each man,

  • Gambling Man

    Now I have the luck of the Irish, No man has twice bested me. I was born on the Emerald Isle —

  • Silk and Shadow

    Black tears streak her face in the rain, A widow tall, draped in silk soft lace. Mascaraed tracks betray her pain,

  • Look Good, Do Bad

    Mr President is off on his jet, Preceded by his big Quiff, He checks once more in a mirror,

  • Freely Given

    We safely play and freely tread, Those fields where our forebearers bled, They fought and died as if for naught, And unbeknown our freedom bought,

  • Young Blood

    Her eyes sparkle by the Moon, Watchful trees quieter than mice, Subdued before Gaia’s altar, Earth Mother’s bi-annual sacrifice.

  • What the Butler “Didn’t” See

    I believe that marital intimacy, When it occurs between you and me, Must be conducted in privacy,

  • Micro Man

    The girls, they were cruel, They mocked his small tool, They made fun of him every day.

  • What Else Has a Ghost, But Time?

    I gravely watch her in slumber, A haunting most beautiful sight, Heavenly hair crowns her pillow, It’s softness gleams in the light.