Nightmare in Red

Window Red

Nocturnal encounter impending
Involuntary, shadow rendezvous
Garnet eyes peer from your dreams
Haunting your thoughts and soul
Titian tinted visions in ambience
Maroon shades stir from dark places
And your crimson heart thrashes
Repulsion chills your ruby blood
Eternally, perpetually, unbound

Instinctively, your eyes flutter
Never aware, no longer alone

Remnants of a bloodstained echo
Entangled in shreds of soft red vapour
Draped across your scarlet screams

 

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Dimensional Thoughts

Daylight into dark
Daylight waning
Waning sky
Waning moon
Moon luminosity
Moon insanity
Insanity is relative
Insanity is reality
Reality is seeing
Reality is not convenient
Convenient lies
Convenient shadows
Shadows hide
Shadows swallow
Swallow truth
Swallow worlds
Worlds lurking
Worlds buried
Buried deep
Buried bleak
Bleak fortitude
Bleak hope
Hope fallen
Hope lost
Lost external
Lost returning
Returning restitution
Returning revolution
Revolution circle
Revolution cracks
Cracks the whip
Cracks the veil
Veil shreds
Veil reveals
Reveals nothing
Reveals secrets
Secrets strange
Secrets whisper
Whisper in your ear
Whisper babble
Babble onward
Babble screams
Screams a cacophony
Screams are dying
Dying humanity
Dying universe
Universe just beyond
Universe unfolds another
Another
Beyond

 

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Finality and Twilight

In the last rays of swirling light

when the earth kisses the dusk,

will you dance among the graves

and sing a gentle song for Death?

When the earth kisses the dusk

where will your tired footsteps lead?

To a tombstone not yet etched?

Will you dance among the graves,

a ghostly apparition in your arms,

that bitter, closing waltz, macabre?

And sing a gentle song for Death,

laugh bravely as you pass his shadow.

He awaits only the sweet music’s end.

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Rain

Shall a host of angels shed their tears

as all the sins wash away in the rain?

Will their broken voices sob in weeping

for the cold, wet bodies on the ground?

The storm soaked earth flows sodden

around houses, cleansed and forgotten.

Once homes, they stand empty now,

while their tin roofs dance with raindrops.

Water tumbles, pouring from the grey sky,

tears unstoppable, the rains of heaven.

 

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Hearts

Her eyes drank in the sight of her favourite hue, that vivid primary that burst with energy, that crackled with verve and being, the essence of kisses, roses, luscious fruit dripping juice. It was her joy, her bliss, this primal red.

Red, Crimson, Scarlet
The colour of life and love
Ruby wine churning

She inhaled the scent of it, the vision of it, and the satin touch of it. She smiled, wanting more, staring as the beautiful red dripped off her hand as droplets of blood. She giggled and took another bite of the freshly plucked heart.

Raw claret falling
As stains and impulsive death
Blood sipped, ingested

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