Solitutde by Cheri Pennell

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Solitude no longer beckons
it is now just a place to call home
Memories on flash forward
into the dark kingdom I roam

There are no words
meaningless or true
No deep passing glances
at least not from you

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No smiles nor hugs
I miss the empty caress
No warm embrace
to take away my shallow breath

No hope. No love.
No change. No faith.
No sound. No touch.
No pain to replace.

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Sadness by ~Colombina on deviantART

It is a stagnant wasteland
full of torment and intricate lies
Sinking fast in quicksand
worms overflow my mouth and eyes

If I had the courage
If I had the strength
I would reach out
and release the floodgate

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I would grab your hand
to taste the sweet mercy
of saving grace
To smell freedom
To finish the race

But I have become
Deaf to the call
I silenced it all
I silenced it all
in solitude

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Into The Storm by Brandon Ryals

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Walking alone through the shadows
I listen for the coming of the storm
Thunder rolls over the mountains
As lightning strikes in the distance

Lights ahead mark the pathway
So close now to the safety of home
Rain falls with a devils tenacity
As I reach the shelter of my keep

Fresh wood brings the fire to life
Throwing shadows on the walls
Yet the cold of the rain still grips my heart
As my gaze falls on the ancient tome

The power ancient and arcane within
words of salvation found on these pages
The workings of the dark gods reside here
Do I dare knowing the price to be paid

Unknown to me the demon watches
She waits patiently in the shadows
Her eyes burning with a primeval desire
As she watches with curiosity

Longing to be made flesh again
She cries out in frustration and rage
Her voice goes unheard in shadows
As tears of sorrow fall into nothingness

Sitting alone I stare into the flames
Unable to shake this sensation
I could almost swear I heard crying
Looking down I give in to temptation

Sitting before the fire I begin to read
Unseen the demon takes her place
Sitting before me within the fire
She guides my hand to the spells

It takes all her strength to guide my hands
The will to be made flesh is strong
silent desperation fills her eyes
As my eyes fall upon the proper spells

I close my eyes in contemplation
the ceremony simple but for one thing
It’s a small matter almost insignificant
A tribute payed in blood a gift of flesh

Hope fills her heart as she watches me
Her hands guide mine in the preparation
Each symbol meticulously drawn
Every item in its proper place

Sitting inside the circle I close my eyes
My heartbeats slow as does my breathing
Words of love whispered go unheard
As the verses fall from my lips

The room around me disappearing
My world falls into smoke and fire
As a figure appears in the distance
The demon approaches through the flames

My heart stops as she reaches the edge
The final barrier at the threshold
So beautiful cloaked in smoke and fire
Her eyes implore me to finish the rite

So close to the freedom she desires
Silently she begs him to finish
Tears fall from.her eyes as she reaches
Crying out in anguish for his love

The final words fall from my lips
The world around me exploding
Blinded by smoke and flame
I fall into darkness what have I done

For a mere moment hell follows
As she falls through the doorway
Crying out in triumph she is free
As the smoke fades she sees her saviour

Lying broken at her feet all but dead
Gently she lifts him into her arms
Moving into the night she lays him down
The rain washing away the stain of the pit

Gently she holds her love in her arms
Praying to the gods of old to spare him
His body lies broken and.bloody
Tears of sorrow fall from her eyes

Lightning crashes all around her
As an ancient prayer fills the night air
The night comes alive with spirits
As powers ancient and arcane fill the air

I awaken into a world of pain
Broken and bloody I open my eyes
I feel rain upon my brow so cold
I see through the haze my demon

She is so beautiful this child of perdition
Her embrace so gentle laying in her arms
Her voice a whisper in.my ears
As I succumb to the pain falling again

Staring down she smiles knowingly
The answer comes to her from above
Whispered on the darkness around her
She is granted the gift of resurrection

Smiling she lays him gently on the ground
Touching his face softly as the storm rages
A small bite on her lip and the blood flows
Her lips brush his as the gift is passed on

I open my eyes to her smiling face
Reaching for her I feel a change
Pain leaves my body in waves
Replaced by an unknown strength

Together we stand lost in our love
Finally I see her in all her glory
Before me so dark and enticing
This ravishing creature

Her eyes so dark and full of mystery
I stand awe of this goddess before me
As she falls into my embrace
Her head resting on my shoulder

With new-found strength I lift her
Together we move into the manse
Sheltered from the storm
Beginning our journey together in eternity.

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Mad Max:Fury Road.

Original written work of Brandon Ryals

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Run by Tony Norton

Forest Spirit by FilipeHattori .

Forest Spirit by FilipeHattori


Lifetimes
How they pass by so quickly
I grow weary of Eternity
I live Forever

I am the Spirit of Forest
I feel its bleeding beating heart
Pulsing
Rhythmically in Sync with mine
We are ONE
Hear me –
in the still of silence
I echo through valleys of creaking pregnant pines
Our frequencies are ONE
Smell me-
I am in the scented sweet sickly sap
that bleeds from the scratched bark
Our scent’s – ONE
Yield!!
Demon Piercing Howls
They reverberate
transcending vibrational bonds
Connecting us to the spirit world
Oh Gitchie Manitou –
I pray –
Grant my passage between our dimensions
That I may cross
To this world
To do your bidding
Let my hot billowing breath
Cloud the cold crisp air
Let me anoint this realm
Weak Man
you will…
Bow in AWE of My Powerful Jaw
for the burden of justice has been bestowed upon me
I am lycanthropus
I am the bringer of truth
I see through your transparent soul
Black Crystal Purity
He Has Bestowed on Me
I am the bastard child of the darkness
Come
soak into the darkness
Drench in the shifting shadows of the night
I come to you
in the shafts of silvery lunar moonlight
We are Children of the Moon
Stare into my cold cobalt blue eyes
And know this –
You are mine…..
I am a manifestation of Nature
I am human, I am beast
We two are ONE…
I am a Remembrance from your God
That wandering souls get lost to the darkness
That Natures spirit lives
I am the Lord of all Midnight souls
I take You
I take Your throat
I take Your sex
I take Your sweet lifeblood
I take all of You
I damn Your soul
I condemn You to the endless night
Exalt Me
I am Wolf
You will join Me
Let My howls
Haunt Your dreams
My music plays in Your screams
Run Wild
Run Rampant
Run Free
We RUN

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Queen of the Darkness by Tony Norton

Devil and the Deep Dark Ocean

Devil and the Deep Dark Ocean


Drowning in a Sea
Of Perpetual Motion
Moving Waves of Darkness
Are Alive
All Enveloping
A Constriction
It Cloaks
It Suffocates
Thieves Air
Choking
on the Fathoms Of the
Deep Decadent Darkness
So Vast …..
Enormous
Eternal
Exponential Expanse of Void
Hauntingly Vacant
Empty
Souless Black Canvas
of Nevertheless Blackness

Out of the nothingness
Crossing the Veil
Incantations flash
She,
Birthed
In Branded Black
Ancient Signs
They
Summon Her Majesty
She,
Queen of the Darkness,
An Apparition Appears
Beautiful and Black
Keeper of Hearts
She
Commands ….
Samurai Strokes
Purposeful Charcoal Strokes
Angrily Hand driven,
Owned….
Commanding strokes,
Portraying , drawing on the canvas of the Black Bastard Blanket
She,
Conducts the Dark
In Virtuoso
A Maelstrom Symphony of Sadness
Magnus Opus of the Hopeless
With a Pitiful Pallet of Sorrow
She Paints,
with every shade of black
Brushstrokes saturated with dark
Swatches swathed with despair
Every colour of misery
Of a Nihilistic purity
Your Soul cannot escape
Her commands
Mother of Maudlin Souls
Midwife of Shadows
She holds The Darkness
It Clings To Her Black Bosom
Sickly Suckling
She Moves the Darkness
In tandem…..
It saturates your soul
Waves over your hope
Haunting Dark Eyes
Cannot be escaped
Once You’ve gazed upon the Night
Once you have tasted the Darkness
You belong to Her
You belong to the Dark
You belong to the Night
You belong
to the Queen of Darkness
She owns the Dark
She owns Your Soul
She owns You

Queen of Air and Darkness by niko2137

Queen of Air and Darkness by niko2137

Original written work by Tony Norton

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Unto the Water by Tony Norton

"Sacred Geometree" by visionary artist, Bonny Hut.

“Sacred Geometree” by visionary artist, Bonny Hut.


Shhhhh
Stop…
Stop thinking
Empty your mind
To the Darkness
Let it become blank
Close all the little doors
Shut them out
Pull the plug on
Firing Synapses
Shut down the circuits
Welcome in
The Seeping Void
The Black canvas
The Blank canvas
Of Consciousness

There

Lulled

Calm

Ready?

Three , two ,one……

Open!!!!

Sploooooooosh!!!!
Waves of blue,
Crashing and Smashing
Waving and Washing
Seeping and Soaking,
Startling the Dark,
Fire!!!!
Pictures do start…
To form
Celluloid to Cells,
Nothing to Nucleus,
Gravity, Bonding,
Foetus Forming
Growing
Living
Faster
Urgent
Thrashing
in the Amniotic
Waves of Blue
Waters Well
Swell
We
Stand
Eggs to Children to
Screaming
Bone Stretching Adults
In an instant….
In a Raging Storm,
At the Edge
Of this Angry Ocean
We created
I hold You
So Tightly
Waves Crash
Onto the Dark Rocks
At Our Feet
Rain Hammers us Wet
We find a solace
A cruel comfort in each other
Winds of Limbo
Roar!!!!
Screeetch
Howl in our Ears
Powerful Ozone
Charges
Ironically
It Doubles
soon to be gone
Oxygen
In preparation
Brave
Foolish
We
Stand Tall
Pathetic Humans
Against the rising tide
Against the ruthless enemy
Time…..
Time will not be denied
We
The Consumers of this Earth
are Consumed
By the rise
Of the Towering Tide
Of a Million Trillion Tears
In this Soaking Ocean
Of Sorrows
The Ocean We begat
I look to You
And You to Me
And We know
And so
the Swathes of Liquid
In coitus ….
where we began…
Now rises
Up
takes us back…
To our base
We go back
unto the Water….

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Human Fetus In The Womb, Artwork Photograph

Original written work by Tony Norton

 

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Together Forever by Tony Norton

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Your Cruel kiss
Told Me it was Over
A Stinging Single Barb of Indifference
Hooking
Inducing a tinnitus of
Wringing Mental Anguish
Of Vehement Preaching Denial
Not daring…not wanting to believe..
Not accepting
Us …Halved
In Darkness
Enveloping
Fog Cloud of Doubt
Comes Creeping over My Fragile Mind
Every thought Occupied … by You
Intoxicated by the absence of You…
In Dreams..
I peer into Your hollow eyes
In nightmares so real
Devoid of feelings
Feelings once abundant
Once Teeming with love
Love once in the light.
No longer there…
Gone….
Lonely
Without You
Lonely and Dark
Selfishly I knew…
You had all but gone…
And then the Voice…
The Voice of Green Eyed Love
Told Me
It told Me that something as beautiful as You
Simply
Could not be given away
I could not lose You
Never
I prayed…..
I prayed …that there was another way…
That I could make You Love Me again under the Sun
But the Voice
It Knew the truth
The Voice
Calm, collected, reasoning gave me all the variables, all the possible algorithms.
Always Arriving at the same Conclusion
In Emerald Hues
You were mine to take in shades of Green.

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So my Dearest Darling, know this.
No one could love You like I loved You.
Like I love You
Now on this Samhain Eve, I bear witness to fates path.
I am here to do the bidding of True Love’s Voice.
It tells me, We should be… together
Forever
I cannot be this world without You
You are the air I breath
The flooding blood in my veins, the hope in my soul.
Hopeless without You.
On this Samhain, Your Swan like neck I do cut.
Jugular and Carotid, left and right,
You and Me – We are meant to be
I want our Crimson Tide Passage to be swift.
I’ll meet You on the other side.
Now at this Witching Hour the time is Liminal
We are both just a few heartbeats away from Eternity
From Eternal Love
I Love You
Together
Forever

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When the Darkness Answered by Richard Bell

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Time can be a heavy corpse dragged into a shallow grave
Minutes whittled down to seconds
Sharpened into vampires weapons
I wish I could regenerate
Return from death an awful sight
Pressed upon the window pane
A grimace caught in candle light
Macabre diseased deformed reviled
A sausage skin filled up with rot
Pus weeps like a widowed bride
Stomach churned with worms inside
Maggots writhe on purple bloat
Blowfly larvae flee in plumes
Putrid stench a pungent gag
Bulge until expulsion sag
And then in full moon savage disc
A calling to the fang and claw
Transformed, the star will shift in shape
The wolf is out and won the war
And lightening bolt a million volts
A twitch a judder spasm jolt
Stitched and pieced from many folk
Connected by a carriage bolt
A monster crush obsessed am I
From child on up to man
When asked what fear excites in me?
The darkness answered tacitly
Perhaps my loneliness sought solace
In the realm of fear and dread
When asked what makes my warm blood freeze?
The darkness answered quietly
All manner of bizarre and foul
Changing forms and evil freaks
A monster made by harsh abuse
Unstoppable and never speaks
There’s evil that invades the soul
There’s evil from beyond the sky
Abhorrent abomination born
To bring about the prince of lies
A chilling tale obsessed am I
From child on up to man
When asked what haunts my
vivid dreams?
The darkness answered gingerly
Perhaps the sadness of my youth
Was manifest in gore and fright?
When asked what gives me morbid glee?
The darkness answered selfishly
And as I conjure horrors up
To fill my ghoulish needs
What is your deepest fear I ask?
The darkness answered
Come to me.

Dark Lord Morgoth by Leadedblade

Dark Lord Morgoth by Leadedblade

Original written poetry by Richard Bell

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Disturbed Sleep by Richard Bell

This is for the Freewill Writer’s Asylum inmates with insomnia.

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Insomnia by point23

Under the greatness
that is the night canvas
Tattered in shreds
of silver lit clouds
Everything round me
has closed for a respite
The dead of night whispers
“sleep, cast off your shroud”

Milk in the fridge light
chilled nips in my throat
My dreams have departed
on lantern lit boats
Reality sways
as my mind scape reboots
Insomnia scribbles
What the day never wrote

Pacing a groove in the
carpet’s bare threads
Lumbering bones with a
Mako shark brain
Soft soothing rhythms
rim shots in my ear drums
I can’t pull the cord
that will slow down the train

TV dissolves the last
remnants of dreams
A genie appears
in the whistle cloud steam
He grants me a coffee buzz swirled into cream
Insomnia takes me
Where the day’s never been

Ideas awaken
to conquer rem sleep
The dawn chorus chides me
For not counting sheep
Dreams cast the net
in the unconscious deep
Only my soul
is mine left to keep

Under the greatness that is
the night canvas
Festooned with gold dust
dropped into cassis
My mind is still racing
a blur on the metronome
Slowly I sink into sleep by degrees

The curious remedies
don’t work at all
The nets in the depths
they return to a squall
Plummet to earth when
my plane’s in a stall
Insomnia cushions
When I hit the wall

Insomnia let go
I’m ready to fall.

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Original Written Lyric Poetry by Richard Bell

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