by MadManWithABox9 | Oct 6, 2013 | MadManWithABox9, Poems
When night masks morality Day must in turn show it If love hides disloyalty Then hate must reveal it Equivalence will force its way Like a new king hungry for wealth An unavoidable burden Attached uniquely to each adjective One does not remove the balance Merely...
by Renee Overstreet | Oct 6, 2013 | Poems, Renee Overstreet
The vampire sleeps in a prison behind a secret door, in the castle atop Gray Mountain, at the edge of Slaughter Shore. If you dare to disturb his thousand-year sleep, all the blood of the wicked, into the village shall seep. Mass minions of familiars shall kill at his...
by MadManWithABox9 | Oct 6, 2013 | MadManWithABox9, Poems
Imagine a space of nothingness Like a long sleep without dreams Devoid of recollection A moment of absolute peace Yet ironically you’re unable to experience it Such a splendor A bright though also dark moment Even so you wouldn’t know right? So which...
by MadManWithABox9 | Oct 5, 2013 | MadManWithABox9, Poems
Day fades Moments of silence embellished The color cakes the ocean like dried paint On an easel represented by serenity A mix of spring and summer But appreciated throughout all seasons A worldly sign of a day’s end Able to bring peace Even if but a brief moment...
by Renee Overstreet | Oct 4, 2013 | Poems, Renee Overstreet
There is a fork in Hinchmen Road where ghosts are often present, gathered around the beating post of a frightened female peasant. Hinchmen Road is nowhere near any worldly destination. One wrong turn and you’ll disappear into a ghostly recreation. Two centuries have...
by Journey21 | Oct 4, 2013 | Journey21, Poems
I stare through a broken window, at a silent moon of full. Wondering how it has come to this … me, playing the fool. Having nothing sterile to dress my wounds, I fill them with decay, while telling myself not to feel the pain, something beautiful will grow there...