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Category: murderpoem

The Parttime Harpy

The Parttime Harpy

A proto-poem

 

On storm scented days, the sky was populated by grey warbirds

their feathers consumed the bright, with lightning and rain for words

On war scented nights, all stars joined into a sonorous roar

to shatter the million poisonous bits making up its dark core

 

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By the story hivein darkpoems, murderpoem, poem, poetry, writingJune 27, 2018March 13, 2019227 WordsLeave a comment

Is this the road to redemption?

Is this the road to redemption?

Was it the grey, cold November rain?

Was it the beatings, or the silence?

Or the contempt in other people’s faces?

I lost my way somewhere back there.

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By the story hivein murderpoem, poem, poetryJune 2, 2018June 3, 2018110 WordsLeave a comment

By the Book

By the Book

 

It’s a book of tradition, a tale of sorrow,

like the snake on the mighty apple tree,

like a river of time, cutting through

generations of living flesh and mind.

 

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By the story hivein darkpoems, murderpoem, my writing, poem, poetryMay 10, 2018June 27, 2018172 WordsLeave a comment

the art of self-taming

the art of self-taming

I was a stone, hurtling through a shopwindow

I was the motherly impulse in a black widow

 

darkness whispered in my head, about divine justice

crushing ideas to bits, into dry powdery numbness

 

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By the story hivein darkpoems, murderpoem, my writing, poem, poetry, writingFebruary 10, 2018March 11, 2018136 WordsLeave a comment

Many Names

Many Names

The Hunt rises, shy at first, she flashes a smile

bright and milky above the star light’s exile

shapes grow solid, fog turns to trees and hills

Isn’t this how the world gets its thrills?

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By the story hivein backstory, badtimestory, bleedingink, brain storms, freaksofnature, melancholy, murderpoem, music, musicpoem, poem, poetry, writingDecember 23, 2017April 30, 2018133 WordsLeave a comment

Money and Media

Money and Media

Money is one sinister god I used to pray to

Me, the kid with the broken heart and  faulty hue

Struck by the currency of freedom and power,

It’s not my  conscience, but my hands I scour Continue reading “Money and Media” →

By the story hivein badtimestory, darkpoems, murderpoem, my writing, poem, poetry, rant, snipet, weird, writingAugust 21, 2016April 30, 2018167 WordsLeave a comment

poems by my weird grandma

poems by my weird grandma

VIOLETS

Violets, violets in the shadows /

let’s tell truth / if you must

violets, violets beneath the gallows /

Upon my hazel stick / I trust Continue reading “poems by my weird grandma” →

By the story hivein brain storms, darkpoems, murderpoem, poem, poetry, weird, writingAugust 20, 2016August 8, 201895 WordsLeave a comment

poems by my weird grandma

poems by my weird grandma

THE LITTLE THIS

 

a little this / a little that /my sweet parsley hat

big and bright/ red and full of dread/

blood from a river / made into a muddy mushroom

come here lavender guest/ life always has room

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By the story hivein brain storms, darkpoems, murderpoem, my writing, poem, poetry, weird, writingAugust 20, 2016August 8, 2018188 WordsLeave a comment

Love, isn’t it?

Love, isn’t it?

All deadly things possess cruel beauty.

For soul, a hungry fire, consuming duty-

for eyes, charcoal, and diamonds,

for voice, a guttural growl, then silence. Continue reading “Love, isn’t it?” →

By the story hivein bleedingink, brain storms, dark, loveistheproblem, mongrel, murderpoem, poem, poetry, writingFebruary 27, 2016April 30, 2018104 WordsLeave a comment

…old enough.

I’m old enough, to wake up with pain,

old enough to confess my love in vain;

old enough that my opinion doesn’t count,

that I worry, an irresponsible amount… Continue reading “…old enough.” →

By the story hivein brain storms, darkpoems, mongrel, murderpoem, personal, poem, poetry, writingFebruary 27, 2016April 30, 201899 WordsLeave a comment

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