Best Abyss Poems

Dancing In Horror With Fate In Blackest Abyss
Collaboration with Kurt Ravidas

I walk mountain storm, step out to cut deep its edge
forever tempting that fall from its narrow ledge,
in the midst of ravenous rage and great sorrows
this beseeching spirit begs for more tomorrows;
yet as silence echoes...

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Italian restaurant; pasta and wine - red, like the eyes of a bat,
Screeching from a cave, dark as the eyes of a snowman,
Coal plucked from a bucket, the mop was deposed -
By the broom, new sovereign of all instruments
Resound with the trumpet on Everest’s peak
High...

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Dancing In Horror With Fate In Blackest Abyss 
Collaboration with Robert J. Lindley 

I walk mountain storm, step out to cut deep its edge
forever tempting that fall from its narrow ledge,
in the midst of ravenous rage and great sorrows
this beseeching spirit begs for more tomorrows;
yet...

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I smell the coppery scent of stale blood
and the stench of death, excrement, and piss.
A soldier lies dead, his face in the mud;
I never knew that war would look like this.

My mind is numb; I dare not shed a tear.
I can't change reality, so why...

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THE DITCH BECAME ABYSS: 
Collaboration with Tim Smith

When I was here
All the music sang lalala
I only saw your eyes

When you were here
All the words read you you you
and all made sense

When we were here
In a different life, the river flowed
rippling love around us

Now without a...

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In deepest, darkest depths of my despair
I find myself without a saving grace. 
A pendulum of pain prevents my prayer
from rising upward through the dead of space.

Within these walls a war where no one wins 
repeats itself just like a worn-out rhyme. 
No swain should...

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In my chambers where phantasmagoria undulate
    not as vigilant watchers but as mnemonic parasites
    I ruminate—
        no longer a singular entity but a disjointed duality
       ...

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From That Dark, Dark Abyss, The Long Black Curtain Rises
 Third poet in my poet dedication series

Part One:
 
Curtain rises and we see as Raven's prisoner, old Master Poe
chained to his cell, held captive by Raven's powers to show
down in that dark realm, where blood,...

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The seamless sky called life glowed with cloudless beauty,
on the rippling breeze flitted a butterfly free,
on its wings I painted lattice of my being.
Flowers of my meadow bloomed all seasons for me.

The dawning horizon splashed the spectrum of bliss,
on unfurled buds of dream I was...

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A muffled voice barely audible
his words are ice
cold enough to freeze the warmest heart
My Heart
As heavy as lead
slowly drowning me
pulling me into a never ending abyss
Darkness
Silence
Emotions
my own madness taking control
surrounded by my own desperation 
the more I struggle 
the more I become the rusty weather...

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Walking all alone through the bleak abyss
The ravens watching from silhouette trees
Inspiration dead, writing I did miss 
A dark event put me down on my knees.

In the distance I saw gold rays of light
I hoped and prayed that it was my escape 
At forest edge...

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i sit here
aside the lake
grounded
in thoughts
alone

the full-moon rising
casts a lambent light
on the watery stage
where the orchestra
of night normally plays

there is no song
falling off cricket's wings
no cicadas of melody
singing along

the flowers stand tall
for they cannot bow down
to the final chimes
in night's call
when a breathless wind
befalls around...

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In the night I saw light,
it was you and we flew;
over the trees on the breeze,
till the 'morn was new borne;
and I kissed love abyss.

__________________________
October 14, 2019


Poetry/Leonine/Love Abyss
Copyright Protected, ID 19-1188-486-02
All Rights Reserved.  Written under Pseudonym.

Submitted to the FFI Blog Series 28 -...

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The Abyss In Loving Someone


Falling in love with the darkest abyss of someone's soul,
Finding their ugliest, darkest part of them.
Rounding up the demons that lurk around inside of them,
The deep darkest abyss of their souls' sea.

Then when no one is watching,
You get down to the...

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Do not build a ladder  
when I fall into the abyss  
I did not call for climbing

The thorn in me  
is not a riddle to be solved, 
nor a window begging repair  
I am thunder — not your project; 
I am...

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