Every girl I ever dated Every one I ever knew Had an aspect if conflated Would have added up to you. A pair of eyes, a turn of phrase The way they walked that held my gaze I didn't notice at the time Were pretty ghosts of you, sublime. With every love I've … Continue reading All that remains.
Some people say that hell is black Like some eternal godless night Some like to say that hell is red For penal fire and blood been shed But just ask me and I'll tell you right. I know that hell is white Hell is white like fallen snow Crisp and clean all down below … Continue reading The Color of Hell
This one's pretty personal. I wrote it spur of the moment when someone I care about needed a poem. So it's not my best work. My use of language and rhyme, cadence and meter are pretty much crap, but I was going through old Google docs and saw it so I figured I'd share. … Continue reading For a Hurting Girl
Fire cauldron burned with green and bubbles frothed out hot and mean The flame beneath glowed bright red and crackled as we raised the dead. Elouise with hair of gold And Daniel, her have and hold Chanted quiet by the cauldron flame While Frank and i slaughtered virgin game. The Nightly stars flicked … Continue reading The Rite
Another poem by fellow Blogger David Sleeper from Thechristiankarateka.wordpress.com Thank you for enabling my lack of content. You're the real hero here. Blessed that hill, forever, be The wretched mound called calvary Where my savior showed his love for me. He took with him my sin to die Then made a place above … Continue reading Guest post 2, The Place of The Skull
An empty house, beside my own. An empty house, nobody home. Inside the house, a beauty there With grey-blue eyes and scarlet hair. But now alone the house still sits Without the girl, without her wits. Without her smile, or voice or hair of red without the girl, the house sits dead.
Turns out I'm not the only guy that writes poetry on WordPress xD David Sleeper agreed to post his poetry here as a quid pro quo deal. I share his poem, he shares my blog, I share his blog, we're both happy. Well. He's happy and I'm pleasantly surprised everything isn't terrible. His writing at … Continue reading Guest post–death into life