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DARK
Dark rule- Dark scenes
Hitler. Thriller.
Dark cell. Dark stay
in jail. in hell.
Evening Dark night.
Darkens. No light.
Dark play. Darkish
Betray. Malice.
Dark dream : Dark show:
Night mare. Shadow.
Dark bar, Dark thought
Choco. Ego.
Dark cloud. Dark Sun ,-
roars loud. Eclipse.
Dark days : More ! Dark
Shattered. Matter.
Dark death- Dark space
last breath. Void.
05/19/23
A Brian Strand Premier no. 1218
Sixth Place
Contest by Brian Strand
Cheerio old chap!
O’ mighty Prometheus
Invited to this a tea party
Alas this ole social gathering
Frankenstein and his closest friends
There on the table
A vast variety of wolf cakes
Games to partake of
A tea cup treasure hunt
Tea leaf Pictionary
Sugar cube stack Pinko
Blood dripping on the floor?
Selected ate at the time invitations set
Planned menu brew and serve
English men tarts
Raw cut up hearts
In attendance at Frankenstein Tea Party
Shared cups of tea with light refreshments
Frankenstein Monster and his friend
Dracula and Mina Harken
Werewolf Peter Stuble
While at the table rotting
Dead host of days past
Drink up- Drink up
Those cottages protectors
Planned tea party gathering
Conversations of death, dark and demonic tales
Oh! Did I mention also in attendance Frankenstein wife
Eva
Holing werewolf
Cries pass the wolf bread
What a unholy gathering drinking tea (and blood) and the rest of the party dead
*5th place Placement in Contest*
written by James Edward Lee Sr.
8/26/21 2021©
Frankenstein Tea Party 2021 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Joe Maverick
...streets; shotguns and ink.
the shotgun cracks the night,
locked within
the seed of death, dark.
the streets are frozen in space...
barren in time.
the wind causes the leaves to spin.
trash flutters in the heat.
the pale light of a street lamp cuts...the gloom.
a circle of images in the thick black, lnk...
lay puddles of warm life in the dark streets
metal sparks in white...
red runs the complex stone.
a scream is soft in the hard night,
it is alone…
...run from the rains
as it comes...
down in driving sheets!
...waste away the rust from gray stone.
painted with rubies of blood in bone.
it runs like ink!
sins are burning,
buried are the deeds,
deep the raging seas...
shotguns spin.
the smoking barrels ghosts curl…
from someone's broken deeds, machinery!
crash into the rain, dark of the insane.
the lamp dims...
hums,
flickers,
sparks,
brakes and dies
the finality washes in...
Your never know how much i miss you,
I carried on after your death like there was no issue,
But the sudden realisation you was never coming back
filled my heart full of pain and my life turned black.
The future no longer seemed to have any light
without you there laughing and joking by my side,
the only time I would smile was when my pipe burnt bright.
The smoke would fill the air and drift into the sky,
as I would look up to the stars with a tear in my eye,
SAYING MATE
your never know how much I miss you,
and trust me I’m never going to forget you,
but i need to start moving on and learning to Let go
Because deep down inside of me I already know,
that your never coming back,and as much as that breaks my heart,
I just need to get myself together, and get back on the right track.
If you could see me now
I know you would be so proud
With all that I’ve achieved with you smiling down
I have two gorgeous daughters and a loving wife
you may no longer be living but your always in my life
His thoughts a noose round the neck
That betrays progress into better ray,
Prisoner self-chained to surreal wreck
Of diamond burdens beyond their say.
His pulses another swift drift away
From lanes of wit and clear sense;
Obstinate caudal slip in weird sway
Toward gaols well inevitable hence.
His bias-bankrupted soul's whims
Far defy practicality and her gists;
Tagging kettle black as old pot dims
In his eyes its erst death-dark twists.
His lobe preened to nab things null,
Throbs to tap vocular waves vacant
As shards of a myths-neutered skull;
More void and louder than airs want.
And his appetites stirred wild like tides
Over tempestuous seas wayward spill;
Milk's cream along filthy paths guides,
Honey's decoys his glances snare still.
Ruling the Atlantic Ocean,
Is the Goddess of the drowned.
Her eyes pouring with a somber emotion,
As drowned bodies had her crowned.
Is the Goddess of the drowned,
Bound to never be free?
As drowned bodies had her crowned,
Trapping her within the sea.
Bound to never be free,
Black bodies piling up.
Trapping her within the sea.
The Atlantic Ocean transforms into a bloody cup.
Black bodies piling up,
Causing a weighty burden.
The Atlantic Ocean transforms into a bloody cup.
Making the Black skin Queen certain.
Causing a weighty burden,
Overwhelmed by overthrown bodies.
Making the Black skin Queen certain,
To remember such cruel follies.
Overwhelmed by overthrown bodies,
Gifting the drowned as jewels,
To remember such cruel follies,
Forcing the Queen to be cruel.
Gifting the drowned as jewels,
Bubbling wails surge from the deep.
Forcing the Queen to be cruel.
Denying voyagers sleep.
Bubbling wails surge from the deep,
Compelling the Atlantic to be restless.
Denying voyagers sleep.
The voyage appears endless.
Compelling the Atlantic to be restless,
Per the wish of the Queen of the Drowned.
The voyage appears endless,
As all such ships are bound.
Per the wish of the Queen of the Drowned,
Ruling the Atlantic Ocean,
As all such ships are bound,
Her eyes pouring with a somber emotion.
I acknowledge You' are my eternal Father, I was
Born an earthly birth, in a corner of a universe
That drew its breath, from Your word rather
More You were, and are and will be; no mortal
Thing çan ever conquer me.' Though i know my
Parents bore and nurtured me, its you who alone
Who own the whole; the spirit heart and soul of
Me.' You sent your son to, get me freed.! from any
Trace of death dark seed, co-heir with Christ my
Opened eyes do see, i lift Your name in all in Majesty
My only hope and trust and guide, i place in You
Forever and ever, and much more besides.! I thank
You Father, for victory won, and the Holy Spirit dear
Lord; who always overcomes, the shadows of any fear.
Hope what is hope?
Something we all wish for
But can't get in the end
In the pool of depression
In the midst of darkness
I cried and cried
No one to hear
No one to smile
No one to have a shoulder on
No one to cry
I died
Unhappily
Gun on the head
Rope on the fan
Knife in the hand
Blood on my hands
If I ever to die
I die with
Tears in my eyes
Smile on the face
Say goodbye
To those who with
I'm tired of living
Even my sounds of breathing
Annoys me to death
I'm a coward
Coward to die
Coward to live
Coward to cry
One day I'll die
A miserable death
That's what I deserve
In this world of mess
A feeling I felt, yet never been experienced.
A feeling I never thought I would feel.
Yet it has been felt, fantasy world.
I've heard about you, incries and moans.
In heart broken stores and hopeless sighs.
I've smelt your scent, in hospital corridors and poverty stricken street.
Meeting death, dark and unbearable.
Convinced death is opposite of white with feathers taking all pain away.
Sorrow and pain cold,so pure, bright and peaceful.
I loath your works, yet sometimes I longed for your embrace.
I would love to hate you, yet I think at times you are a hand of mercy.
Meeting death, companion of fear.
Acquaintance to sickness.
The guest that comes uninvited.
Your footprints leave a sting that never ends.
To see your end will be the joy of all.
Dark as the sky who
Publishes stars
Reflecting the dance
Against a tangerine
Moon, longing for
Dawn and truth
Dark as the circles
Underneath sunken eyes
Who only see
Insomnia’s gloom
Coloring the night
In melancholy and dread
For moments of sleepless
Fists raised toward angst
Dark as the black
Cat who is haunted
By the shadow
Of superstition
Saying bad luck follows
One who sees it
Crossing their path
Dark as the fate
Of a lonely song
Drifting through the
Soul of one who
Knows despair - grief
And the grace that
Caresses the naked
Thoughts of a heart
Who releases
It’s dread to the
Lavender light
Of dawn
Dark as the forest
That breaths
Shallow breaths
Through dead branches
Of oak and pine
Leaves lost to earth
Where decay
Will offer grief-stricken
Pain to the waves
Of debris in hues of
Graying grim gorges
Dark as the pain
Winding it’s way through
Crimson veins
Filled with flowing
Antibiotics called love
Who hope to heal
The illness
Of greed, hate, shame
Dark as death
In its blackest
Cape of captivity
Covering the soul in
Misery and mystery
Mourning for music
That bleeds hope
Into the emotions
Dark as eyes
Twinkling
Delight from a place
Of inspiration
And insight
Into the gentle beauty
Of warm, wistful
Wishes
Dark caresses hearts
With clouds
Of reassuring prayers
Prayed with thanksgiving
For the waking moments
When rays of sunlight
Break through the
Doubtful darkness
In blooms of laughter
Brilliant and vibrant
As the light that lives
In the heart love fills
Open Poetry 3 Contest
Sponsored by: Charlotte Puddifoot
April 21, 2021