Untitled Dark Poem #10

Blank papers
dreams
landscapes I build upon.
Some
tinged with hues of red;
madness rips
laughter grips
tides turn
screams abound
monsters dance within.
Grim faced
mourners gather
dig the coffin deep
rain pours down
blinding curtain
heavy scent of lavender.
Dame Death
dressed in crepe black
boney hand gathers her gown
regal
final
she leads the way
to the final mad party
the one in Hell.
©Oct. 12/21
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Saga of Madness

Acid dipped
colors drip
swirling
combing
unfortunate hues
nauseating
to glance upon
despite the crown’s insistence
that all must bow
dip to curtsey
before the play begins.
Gold
bedecks the statue
balanced upon one leg
forever cast in silver
filigree
rose spider web
blooming out
delicate intricacies
shadow licked
even as
tear drops trail
plink
plink.
Gentle patter of rain
upon dusted floor
while the Mad Queen baths
in moon light’s blood
cackling;
bitter crone.
Back away
slithering with secrets
tip toe down the stairs
spiraling
spiraling
spiraling
ever further into the earth.
©Oct. 11/21
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