Best In The Dark Poems

Sitting In The Dark, With Darkness Covering Me

Sitting in the dark, hearing voices in the hall
remembering my many lovers, one and all.
Some that sent my heart aloft, on heavenly flights
others that kept me company on lonely nights.

Sitting in the dark, seeing true beauties once known
then,...

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The sunset clouds are pinks and greys
in tattered strips, in rips and frays,
in feathered flight at end of days,
in summer skies that fill my gaze.

And in the pines beside the sea
a hundred birds talk endlessly
and shooshing waves lap hungrily
as we eat fish and chips for...

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As you all peacefully sleep
My heart is awoken by the darkness of the night
I slumber through this empty house
For I carry in me a heavy heart
I light a candle, then a few
The movie of my past now flashes before my eyes
I stare at the empty...

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Marquees are bright with neon lights, where crowds line up for movie night
Holding hands, we're in 'The Strand'. The velvet carpet guides us in

Popcorn smokes, .. we're drinking cokes,...  and cracking jokes with Bing and Hope
Lamour's along with more sarongs,... , her luscious lips,...

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In the Dark Night Sky

In the Dark Night Sky, a “Pale Moon” now arises suddenly, 
With clouds of ice sparkling in a frozen-cold ring around it; 
While your bright, rosy-cheeked face appears as a paste-like
Image of a grinning and laughing White Dwarf so happy!
 
A...

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Tears trace ebony stains across the smooth skin on your cheeks.
Early morning thoughts in early morning darkness,
clouds of confusion and pain fog your mind.
Life, so heavy, pushes you down, deeper and ever deeper,
until you feel your soul squeezing through every pore in your body.

The tears...

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A Kiss In The Dark

You light up in the darkness
With the Heaven woven stars
In velvet tones of stillness
I calmly watch; night is ours.

Chill wind swirled rhythmic chanting,
Cocoon those well-chosen words,
Pleasing closeness, enchanting
A taste of natural bloom.

Closed eyes met a world of dreams
amorous scene into dance
A...

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It is the night, in deepest dark, that death foretells
the demon heart in which all lonely feeling dwells.

Yet, in plain sight, our eyes can’t see what life impels,
emotion’s plea, our deepest sorrow love dispels.

Blind are caustic ink filled visions, all light repels,
like charred decisions, ash...

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We sit alone in the shadows outside,
Blowing smoke rings in the dark;
Watching them rise and then divide,
The cherry just a glowing spark;

This is what living is all about,
I’m more happy now than I care to admit;
Talking, laughing, and hanging out,
Just sitting here with our cigarettes...

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It’s magic walking in the dark,
The sidewalks empty, shadows stark
And dogs have not begun to bark;
There’s promise in the air.

The birds are waking in the park,
Each chirp a beak-to-beak remark
And on the river, tugboats hark,
En route to who-knows-where.

When daylight breaks I disembark
From reveries the pre-dawns...

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December
knows the speech
to transcribe double-edged thoughts,
dried between cognitive spaces
of comets tattooed
with razor-sharp ink~
infused with cinnamon and clover,
emanating toxic perfume
of decadent desires~
as our love was an ice-storm~
beautiful, fleeting, destructive,
and promises we made are
like petulant paper-dolls,
misplaced in the wounded effervescence
of snow-covered sins, melting in vain…

Yet tonight, I...

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It was meant as a lark -
walking with him that day in the park.

He was the boy who used to live next door
back in town revisiting his days of boyhood lore.
Kind of cute he’d been back then in a nerdy way -
that boy with whom...

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As you cry in the dark and your tears find the pillow
You think I don't know, those tears filled with such sorrow
Are for that long ago love, then comes tomorrow
I wish for today, your heart I could borrow

Dreams filled with the memory of her face
Wisps...

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I was fed a brain scorpion tonight.
Small sting...  but a cute glimmer of the things to come.
Hypodermic needle pinning point blank on my frontal lobes-  
and other places deep and hidden between the gray valleys of DNA, 
time and space.

He changed me tonight-...

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