Dark's blog: "Dark's Rhymes"

Background flute, looks Noses pressed to books Pages of notes written Conversations glisten A glimpse of the inner child Hair-dos, most wild A child pouts and they attend She skillfully leads them to their end Snatching pieces from their plates While all around life copulates The world outside screened by silk Inside coffee filled with milk Several languages spoken all at once Confused and feeling ever the dunce Sunday feeling less than proud Watching the Barnes & Noble crowd ©Dark

Branch bending weighted with strange fruit You dashing, pinstriped suit Double breasted buttons loose Dangling there within the noose Jerk, tremble, heart beats end I the only watching friend Hostile people point and leer Your life forfeit out of fear Swore your innocence time and again The jury said guilty, with a grin A crime of passion they swore Found you crying by the door The body cold, blood everywhere You said you found her lying there Cops blamed you, no one else around You had just arrived from out of town They dragged you in though you didn’t fight Beat you under a bright light Broke you fingers one by one Trying to find where you hid the gun Beat your body black and blue All the time swearing it was you Her blood and yours there on your hands They beat you badly you barely could stand You swore that you loved her and could never do this The blood on your hands was from your one last kiss You said you embraced her lifeless form tight And had God himself been in front of you there would have been a fight You said you released her and crawled to the door And that’s where they found you huddled up on the floor Insanely you begged for release from these earthly bounds Begged let me join her in heavenly gowns Then they accused you of taking her life And that was the start of this horrible strife Dragged off to the jail beaten to a pulp So parched and thirsty you couldn’t even gulp Days and weeks knowing evil is out there and no one will seek Falsely accused of a crime and the out look is bleak Months and years knowing the trail has gone cold as old bone The trial, the lawyers, the money all gone, and you thinking you’re all alone, but I’m here; I’m watching your final hour They would have known the truth too, had they looked in your shower, I was there watching each one of you ©Dark

A poet said he died today Packed his pen and went away For reason unknown "I'll write no more" He said goodbye and hit the door. A tear I shed from hearing this Oh what poetry I shall miss Could his have been the words that saved A stranger form an early grave What brought him low with just one chop I do not know he did not cop But a hole he left that can't be filled So I shall cry at the window sill The night is dark that I do reap And for his lost poetry I shall weep. ©Dark

Sun on my skin and wind in my hair No where to be and life without care The back road, the byway, seldom the highway That's how I like it, riding done my way Riding the night breezes miles from home When riding at midnight you're riding alone Dark40 out here boys, just stars for light When you're riding at all it must be alright Darkness envelopes you on down the lane The trees close in and the sky does wane Time for reflection passes too fast The stars reappears and the curves are a blast The rumble of the engine as you're pulling through gears Drowns the howls in the distance and all of your fears The older I get and the more that I know Tells me there'll come a time, for a ride, I'll trade even my soul When past the age and time to ride And I no longer have that place to hide I'll take to the road when darkness abounds And find my way home when my scoot goes down ©Dark

In full motion gliding fast A twist and roll I hit the gas The night air needles pierce And I crack a smile that looks fierce Rolling down the two lane night The swamp smells at their very height A bat wings over head leading the way To places high and tinted gray A wolf does howl deep in the night And calls me home with all his might Yet in this passionate ride I'm on My mind is soaring and the world's gone I twist the throttle a little more And into eagle warrens I soar The past is gone the future night The present flashes timeless by And in my head a warrior cries Today is a good day to die ©Dark

I need to embrace Morpheus hold him close and treat him as a lover keep him within the circle of my arms that I might dream To feel the gentle swaying as my mind does slip maddeningly away and cover my mouth that I not scream His kiss upon my eyes would be welcome as a lovers kiss on a moonless night lips soft touch calling me gently into sleep Where is the god of dreams when one has need does he drink the wine of Bacchus high on mountains steep Does he terry long and lovingly with Clotho, Atropos, and Lachesis as they weave out my fate Perhaps he counsels Ares on long dark lonely nights tormenting him with hate Come to me now oh lord of sleep and dreams and take me far and wide from this place that I may sleep a hundred years in just a moments space. ©Dark

It's one thing to not sleep It's one thing to be depressed but to not sleep and be depressed can cause me great distress to roam the house from night to dawn with dark thoughts that are not calm and in the light of day when asked what is wrong your biggest fear is that you will go off like a bomb the mind is so convoluted with dark twisting corridors and in every room you try to look for a brief moment of light but the lights go out and the wind blows cold and slams the doors tight depression and sleeplessness may go hand in hand but in the dark the silent dark insanity reigns the land ©Dark

I ride a Kawasaki Vulcan Not to dis American It's the best bike in the land That answers always to My hand I take it down the road most nights And it takes me to such great heights It never gives me trouble I could ride 'til I saw double It doesn't shake to the bone Like other bikes that some own It keeps me riding in the wind And has bequethed me many a friend It follows roads smooth, rough, or loose I wouldn't trade it for a Guzz' It's taken me from here to there In fact it takes me everywhere I do not own a car you see For it could Not set my soul free I'll ride the night winds 'til I die And scream the banshi's hellish cry The joy it gives me I did learn Is greater than any thing can return It doesn't matter What I ride It only matters how I feel inside It's like I'm trapped in a great spell and breaking it would feel like hell So I'll go ride my forgien bike if you don't like it you can take a hike ©Dark

Last Step Trapped, not of my choosing Isolated, feel I am loosing Abandoned, what do they care Alone, no one to share Lost, my mind out here Edge of the cliff, so sheer Wanting, heart begging to leap Looking down, it is so steep Mind screamin, to the air Needing, Pleading, take a dare One more step, I'll be through It's all that's left, for me to do ©Dark

Oh hallowed ground where the dwell I sit and listen to thy stories tell Your voice is in the wind and rain Your sorrow caries so much pain You walk with me from grave to grave For our relationship I must be brave You died in ninteen and six so tell me why do we click Your gave stones beauty calls to me And Mary Rose Scott on it I see So many Scotts with you there lie But no others have sought my eye People feel you when I am near And I can hear you in my ear I see you walking sometimes there But always feel your great dispare Sometimes I see you oh so pale And in my heart I feel I've failed I know not what it is you need But I can not set you free Someday I hope you'll tell me true Just what it is I can do for you I've searched the records in the town And of your name not can be found Someday I'll find you in a book I'll find it in a dusty nook And then prehaps I can decern What you would have me learn ©Dark