Main the short ones just poems Haiku tenebrism of love (poems)
Tenebrism: A dramatic painting style that uses extreme light and extreme darkness, and all shades in between.
"Suspended" by Susan
Stanek
the reign pulls me in,
bends my face around, toward the window
I can't climb through. and asks me to run forward
through it.
My dogs keep barking at
things in the dark.
I stand with authority, my eyes unable
to cut through it.
Suicide is painful. Blind faith is lethal.
Love is substantial. Cause-effect sequential.
Now I find myself gathering my dogs,
and hiding in the dark,
spying on flashing lights in my front yard,
the cop turned off his motor.
small bugs swarm my feet, a tickle.
I don't know what's going to happen. Technology has blurred my vision. My only
choice is to be quiet
and listen, to the secrets that are being told, silent,
in the night.
i am nothing
but a spider
hanging, dwindling, suspended mid-web in darkness
silence. bewilders the stealthy predator,
who merely waits,
for tragedy to feed his own, juicy carcass.
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Petrified wood under a tree.
Where the mushrooms grow.
That’s where he feasted last night.
Just in the twilights of morning.
The emperor was you. Lost in the dark.
Where the bright red sky closes in
That’s where love is lost.
That’s where the changes last forever,
For hunger. Come curl with me tonight.
Live my love fair child.
I will love no more.
Rain.
Victims dance.
A prelude to chance.
Fallow me down like rain.
Lick me shallow.
Lick me hollow
Lick onto me the rain.
Fallow me down
Onto the ground
Kiss on the earth like rain
Lift you high
Know you’re mine
Love in dark disdain.
hide behind a doll face without a smile,
and smile like it’s all you got.
hide behind the placid illusion
of a porcelain china-doll face
and play with all you got.
you smile, we think you’re not.
212 Insect Figures
Lay insect figures in my head.
Uncomfortable thoughts
Making Love in a frozen temple
Now the decade circles around us
Millions shall dance to your creepy eyes
As the decade passes it answers our questions.
You must believe in something
Every place I go to wander
And I find myself with a paper doll to feed.
a freak's dream...
dark rain post a material thick and black
dark rain dwell in walls thick dungeonesque
Feel alive, scream out the hallow
up through cold ground, my tears I fallow.
Hunt a bisque night, a vapor to fallow
In a cold night, a dream pill to swallow.
A freak steal fast, a whole lifetime's past,
a freaks dream dead in the hours that passed
A freaks dream thrives in the nights that fallow
you a dream, and a night pill to swallow.
278 The Stars Float Downstream
The stars float downstream
in the shadows I crouch and lean.
I watch them flicker on by.
Still in the night, I lie waiting
These orbs before me not for the taking
a stellar dream, your face is seen and I cry.
Still I wait by
My heart I deny
to touch this image of you.
Yet in mine mind
Our hearts entwined.
This torment cannot continue.
elegant wine
so sublime
kiss the vintage out from my neck.
Still embrace
I love your taste
it’s passion and it’s torment.
Tell me
the ways
I feel
in my
head.
When I
feel the
night
fall
brail
fingers
lend a
hand
catch
my
sight
and
filter
through
my
past,
candle
light in
a car,
driving
fast
full
moon
agape
laughing,
shining
at me!
285
Television glow
all gone—
forlorn
a stare
into the
effervescence
glow-
a canopy,
ginger
piles
on the
floor.
I rest
my feet
in them.
They serve
me well,
my justice
served
thy will
be done-
hopeless,
helpless, not hopeless.
I laugh
a satisfactory
laugh, and stare
thinking about
all the
work
I’ve
done.
287
I sleep
in a
River-
a bed
made of
sticks.
waters
cold
and
black.
Curly willows
surround
me and
grope
my
hair.
the current
leads me
to a
resting
spot-
Weeping
willow
drugs
me-
her hair
falls
upon
me
and sways
like chimes
silvery
leaves
twisting
in
moonlight.
288
I killed a cow
last night.
He said he was
supposed to
die, but I
didn’t believe
him.
So last night
I cried, and
spat up grief
and a pill.
Silence is
golden squirm
in bed
Suffrage
be still
tonight.
289
Falling Down
through black air
Lying back down
in a grape of darkness.
Squeaker fulfilled
Anguish settled
his head.
out of fright-
My body
a temporary
casing.
A shiver,
a glow-
and I still
Keep on thriving.
A linger
a whisper-
and I don’t
even care anymore.
290
Silly smile
red lips
glowing
291
Periwinkle blue
Slander yellow
killer soft hues
quiet in virtue
a silly laugh
dances like time
skipping across
the water
Sunshine glow
When the frogs
sing, the
water dances
ripples around
their cheeks.
292
The shapes in the
clouds keep
looking at me.
Staring at me.
Swaying and
bobbing their
heads like
trees-
Rest for a moment.
find strength in stillness.
Converge in silence
a rhythm-
a sound-
a passing of light-
and the slipping of
days to come.
It’s my past
that haunts me-
the future
anxiety of obligation.
And I can never
loose hold of this torture.
Just a silence-
a whisper, linger;
is all I have now, become.
293
Nothing to fight
nothing to hold
on to
life is dust
and I am reduced
to memories-mere
electrical passing
sparking
tapping heat
in gray fleshy orbs.
Little brains
twirling around the universe.
Killing the peace, and sadness
simply by remembering.
bewildered screams bewildered dreams
It sucks, this fleshy life; where the politics of
insecure men and women dictate the misery and productivity of innocent people.
Everybody hates you. I never adored you.
No one ever invited you, no one cares how you feel, or who you're fucking.
Yet you were always there, lamenting,
over your virginity and how sperm tastes salty.
No one interfered. no one had respect, or cared
about who you are.
or how I felt.
Even your true friends deny you.
Even God hates you.
He gave you a false response. A blank.
You dodged anyway. We all knew you would.
a delightful sin, onto yourself--
denial.
That was my line.
I played it like a haunted piano.
I lived it for forty years or more.
and it never showed it's ugly face 'till now.
I dwell in it's temple,
a temple of "wish"
that doesn't exist.
I assumed the loyalty
I gave would be
reciprocated...
it was,
eventually.
I'm not a girl you can lie to
You should know better than that.
I am nothing. The truth,
is mine.
You vested yourself in a false
marriage...in a husband who
already has a wife
and You stayed aboard, second mate believing you're first
your fate
stalemate.
Your only purpose, delegate:
my role second-rate.
I am bewildered, and wander in the dark.
The snow en robes me quietly. I sink
into the icy earth
never to reveal my
pale blue face
again.
My heroes are meat-eaters:
murderers...vixens, & tramps.
You are none of these.
you expel dreams.
you procure anguished screams
You are a wilderbeast, lost
from the herd. good as dead.
You see us all hanging out
How can you deal with all of this?
I do not torment you.
Your dreams you dream yourself.
I am not your anger.
Your envy is not of me,
but an empty hole of your own.
If not it be me you hate, t'would be something else.
The truth thrown in to
your face like the slums of town.
But to be me is not your wish.
nor your ambition.
I am Sue,
and you are through,
Ach Du
Slimy you.
I never thought that
you were true.
I was blue, but now am green.
The white light of the sky,
in my heart I've seen.
Simultaneous bliss:
life and death on crucifix,
we do not remember you.
I die, sublime, bewildered in darkness.
My shouts are heard,
by the underworld.
copyright Familiar Studios 2003