Macabre Poems - Poems about Macabre

...As God's assistant I feel the need to speak up. She/he/everything is magnetically attracted to all things seeking His/Her/Everything's help. She/he/everything does not discriminate, filter, judge who......Read the rest...

...autumn leaves delight why are we so enchanted ~ by beauty in death......Read the rest...

...This poem made me feel powerful and less lonely Gave me permission to drag out my own macabre feelings I found myself flying toward brilliance, enjoying “bat on the wing” In a way, I felt this was......Read the rest...

...Beneath the moon’s haunting silver sheen, Where whispers of cold night winds convene. In dreams’ labyrinth, we’ll intertwine, Amid shadows cast by the pale moon’s sign. Across the veil, our spi......Read the rest...

... A Haunting Waltz As I recline, wearied, on this eve so dark and dreary, Whispers in the shadows, tales of Victorian eerie. The moon, a spectral lantern, spills its ghastly glow on cob......Read the rest...

...The Raven caws in the eerie night, And chills creep through the air. As the father of dark literature takes flight, To a place with fame and beyond misery, The Raven's cawing takes flight silentl......Read the rest...

...In seventy-eight, my steel-stallion, KZ1000, pride, wind in my hair. Its Sissy Bar, firm tether, bag secured, my wanderlust's prayer. Sun, snow, wind sculpt my journey's theme, my ......Read the rest...

...Pigeon Man Frank, buried underneath the morning fog coddling the fractured arteries of urban sprawl which mill humanity against civilization's grindstone Pigeon Man Frank, bears wounds of s......Read the rest...

...Eyes! Doleful and lonely as they quietly penetrate my soul In their silence, I can hear clamorous rumblings of a tale that pleads to be told Far-reaching and clamorous are these eyes So muc......Read the rest...

... Time is reality A deck of cards with a joker Coincidences does make a difference Draw the ace don't be picky Steady steps mechanically driven T......Read the rest...

...>center>LAST RITES (MIXED) I’ve been having thoughts, a bit macabre, About my funeral day. I’m not getting any younger, So it might not be far away. How many folk will turn up To s......Read the rest...

...Marvelous magic’s meant to be; Melani, not melancholy; Dark is not the madness in me; Measured? maybe; Measured? maybe; Mastered the macabre that’s within, muted miles of emotion; A myriad of......Read the rest...

...I emerged with a silver pen in hand, …and a tempest raging within. Words writhe, a serpent's coil, …tightening their grip, A soul adrift in a sea of …self-made iniquity. I buried my daddy ......Read the rest...

... 19th century writer, Edgar Allen Poe - Romance and the macabre to his readers he would show. Those who study literature likely know the poem “Lenore” and that famous line of his: Quoth the R......Read the rest...

...The day is mine. I can do what I want. There is no schedule. I am free to play! I could paint, cartoon, write or organize. I laugh at my silliness, I have the whole day! So many choices – and a......Read the rest...