Paloma P Poet Free verse

Darkly Smoldering Allies

Darkness and I have become allies,

 affinity by association's shadowed prayer

     spoken of the same kindred language,

consanguinity in our devout appeal

  of blackening night's smoky exposure,

like a coke whore I obligingly snort it

doomed to partake in a dreadful flight

    upon an impeding raven's blighted sojourn  

  midway extravagances of destructive somber ruins,

obscurity's sulphurous gloom of unsung melodies 

       surrendered in silence 'midst dusky moonlit spirits

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Darren White November 2, 2016 at 12:15 AM This sounds like many of my nightmare nights. It's beautiful, dark and dystopic.

Freddie Robinson Jr. November 1, 2016 at 8:37 PM Classic poem, Paloma. The last two lines are pure gold. You really know how to hang a phrase w/perfect picturesque imagery. I love the Goth theme. What is the female gender name for Dark Knight? Whatever it is, you are it. If I give the Bat sign will you come rescue me? He he he. Great poem though. Love always, RW

Ralph Sergi November 1, 2016 at 4:00 PM The fault, dear Brutus lies not in our darkness but in ourselves (smile) Captivating prose , Paloma, you have a fan! Paloma P November 1, 2016 at 8:29 PM Perfecto! Ha smiling too, thanks so much Ralph!

Chris Green November 1, 2016 at 12:11 PM When consumed by the darkness, it will take more than a brief flash of light to relieve the pain. May the sun shine in on you dear Paloma and brightened your world. (Pay no attention to those little dust particles you see in the beam though, every one has those) :) Sad but beautifully written my friend. Paloma P November 1, 2016 at 2:58 PM Someone should write a poem about those dust particles, and I think it should be you Chris. :) Thanks so much.

Daniel Turner November 1, 2016 at 11:58 AM I have known many like this, Paloma. I have my occasional affair with darkness but would much rather be sleeping. "Coke whore" that's pretty harsh! Accepting who we are is mandatory to exist and have some semblance of a normal life. Write on, dear poet! Paloma P November 1, 2016 at 12:02 PM It's a place I don't care to dwell, poetry helps to shine a light. Perhaps the 'harshness of desperation'! Thanks Danny and I'd much rather be sleeping too. :)