Bite Of Curse


Darkness of horrid Curse
A bite of rampaging  pain
Of chilling cold remorse
is lurking at the curl of neck


Waiting is the vampire dark
in the old barn shack park
to bite the love of purity
fine blood of divine cure


Feed is curse to be immortality
silently in vampire dark eases
through the white misty barn
purity blood to his vamp soul
                 Devoured
Bite Of Curse
By Deb Harman ©

haiku

blackout on fear
lighting strikes the vein tight
by dark rain hour

upon the tides
of surged seas roughing drama
by black sea bed

Blackout
By Deb Harman ©

Haiku

Candle Flame

one candle flame
burning all alone by dark
in stillness wax lava

dripping in scent
down in fragrance aroma karma
sultry is flame heat

in the hours
of quested beauty of passion
tempting is desired harmony

lingering is wick
in the haunt of hour
by the darkness realm

Haiku
Candle Flame
By Deb Harman©

do you care to walk the darkness of alley
under the pitched moon of soul cries
haunting is wake upon the darkness alley
fearing a tremble to the spine

cold is the winter dark by misty smoke
lingering in the air surrounding dark  
dormant in the still by the lamp post
flickering is the light above the dark alley

by the ghost of poet soul is
circle in the alley by midnight doom
by the gate by dark

Dark Alley
BY Deb Harman ©

Dark Hour

Dark hour
Is risen in fire

Eyes still by flame
Is risen in haunt

Night is crimson
Black is delectable

Ghost by the fire
Risen by the dark

Twined I dance by
Smoke of white aura

Risen is the spirit

In darkness of soul

Dark Hour

By deb Harman (c)

Dark Path Run

Deep into path darkness

running
fearing
tearing

dark path haunting

in the moon

shadows
vamping
fangs

in the mist by white

earl
smoke

circling the air

dreaded
darkness

night of terror

to souls

fearing fright

black so caped
is the vamping

fangs by the tremor

shake
shiver
quiver

tremble by freeze

cold
lucid
frost

running in the night

terror
eyes
white

so ghostly white

by the vamping
shadows

of fangs

delight

Dark Path Run

By Deb Harman ©

Driving Remora Way

v1

Driving through the rain
Clouds are grey and rumble
Lighting is around in circles
Just find a little peace

v2
Through dark days where
There might be sorrow
From a heartbreak of cold
Feeling trembles with shivers

v3
Rushing the cold rain
falls down pelting face
The window was jarred slight
Wetness drips down face
In the dark by soul aware

v4
Heartbreak driving in remora
Wipers on full speed through
The dark of day no shine
No beautiful mirage

v5
Blackness of grey and dark
Tremble the fear in the rain
By remora way by it's dirt
Of the old road track

v6
Heartbreaking all alone
In desperation to have
A little light in this dark
Road of Remora Way

v7
For the only place it rains
Nonstop by the fall of dark
It is the road by the dark rain
Before you see the highway
Of light

Driving Remora Way

By deb Harman (c) 7/9/14
(Dark Poetry )

love in the enchanting light
by the globe of forgiving sight
has a hold of your heart all mighty

see in passion creation of emotion

love in the diction of words embrace
by the world of carving of heart all ace
has a hold of your soul virtue of dance

see in passion creation of emotion

love in the justice of value faithful
by the connection in trust hopeful
has a hold of your spirit kind of nature

see in passion creation of emotion

love in the brave of circles fortune
by the treasure of classical all tune
has a hold of your sound of peace
Enchanting Light
By Deb Harman ©

Envy

Envy is a curse
Of the mind seldom
Evil In it's wake
Of emotions wrath of rage
A killer to the soul
Lurks in the distance of darkness
A radiance of the earth
It's everywhere we walk in line
In that front line
Of life
Evil in it's wake
A curse in darkness
Of darkness mind
It eats away so furious
In it's evil wrath frame of mind
Beckoning it's curse like
A darkness plague
Of seldom rage
Lust of darkness kind
Emotions welt in the darkness hour
When envy curse comes alive
In dapples of daunt

By Deb Harman ©

Ghost in the wharf canal

Sweeps the surface of water lucid

Upon the lighting storm of rage

Darkness is luminous silent

Echoing is the call of the ghost

By the hour call of the black raven

The wharf of canal road is daunting

On the soul as the spiritual ghost

Creeps in the shadows of the wharf canal

In the mood so seldom so feared

Swimming the ghost is twined deep

In the water reaping for heart

From it's haunted depart

Trapped in the canal

Is the spirit of wharf of canal road

For eternal surface

Ghostly Wharf
By Deb Harman (c) 25/8/14

Ghost Souls Of The Sea

Ghosts
haunting the sea’s bay
echoing there cries out
from the shipwreck
that buried deep in the bay’s bed
of coven’s rock point
so chilling and spine writhed
daunting those waters currents
in the sea’s bay
ghosts circling wreck spiritual haunting
in it’s rusty foundations
it’s the souls ghost deathbed
of coven’s rock point
in the those murky waters of sea bay
haunting those that trespass
the daunting shipwreck in
the sea’s bay of coven rock point
that is embedded deep in the
bay’s seabed of ghostly soul daunt

Ghost Souls Of The Sea ©by deb Harman

Haiku

Dark Hello

Darkness is dusk
dreaming in shadows of daunting
hello is dark night

Dancing is ghostly
white soul by moon dearest
upon the misty surface

Waves in heavy
dreading of night windy dust
gritty is the cry hello

Dark in tremble
ghostly white is by moon
echoing the hello dark

Seldom in rage
haunting by gate of bay
to reside you dear

Haiku Dark Poetry
By Deb Harman ©

In a box
trapped in a box
of darkened despair
no escape to light
feel deprived
no oxygen to breathe
so tight struggle
in your deepest darkest
hour
its a daunting struggle
of a darkened world
in a box
so cold chill as ice
hearts so cold dull
saddened of the fear
crippling with terror
as you shed that lonely tear
in a box
deepened by those thoughts
fighting to escape
for just that bit of air
body trembles just for that
little light
to seek from this box of
dark despair
in a box
so alone so alone
in that darkest hour
just wanting that little air to breathe
just that little light to shine
in the world deep dark despair

In A Box
by Deb Harman ©

Light To Dark

Light is shining by sun angel wings -O- grace day
circles around in beauty of faith -O- oddity way
so surely blessing for the soul -O- tender joyful
light is magical radiant in heart -O- dear wonderful

Light love crossing by girth wings sing ,by sweet
look forever in majesty by mineral ,by no ache
beat a heart desire ,answer thee beat
sleep light enchant wings adored for delight,Light sleep

Dark comes by moon of desire sweet -O-attire
waiting in shadows wings embrace -O-dear admire
join me by my wings ajar come into my -O- demeanor
beat with me my friend by risque into my -O- dame manor

By the light of sun to the darkness of the moon
love will be your stir in the dark i touch you soul
dark is the love -O- heart is mine by the noon

Light To Dark

© by Deb Harman 1/12/14

Passion By The Soul

Feel the rhythm through the dark
Loving meets the sanity of light

By the speed of ruled devour
Carving by the bleeding heart

Aches in vanity by soul
Gracefully over the surface night
Echo's call deep in dreaming

Silence but just one sound
Of heart ticking by the clock
By 2 by the morning dark

Passion is moving in trembles
By the soul tempting fate
Of awaken desire by atmosphere
By the earth so elegant

Feel the rhythm to spine thirst
Loving meets the sanity so slight

By the wild of illusion absorb
Magical by dame of darkness

Eternal for she poisoned in passion

By the soul

Passion By The Soul

By Deb Harman ©Sept/14

Soul Dark Of Poetess Heart

soul dark mysterious heart across divide
poetess heart aches pen in hand side

writings of thrill and dark twisted fate
mind is the books play upon date

soul dark haunting emotion of condensation
poetess heart aches pen in commission

dreaming in words war in dark shadow
mind is books play upon pail window

soul dark opened angel of wings broken
poetess heart aches pen in token

Soul Dark Of Poetess Heart (dark poetry)
By Deb Harman ©3/10/14

Take my hand
We dance so grand
By the heart we grace land
This is where we truly stand

Take My Hand
We embrace the light
Under sun of afternoon might
This is where we belong so right

Take My Hand
We kiss the horizon
Soul meets precious eyes won
This is where we hold close by amazon

Take my hand
We love so strong
Faith is our magic so long
This is where we truly belong

Take My hand
(C) By deb Harman. 28/10/14

The Venom

In the heat of darkness
the venom is circling your veins
cold is freaking rabbles

As scrambled the misty damp
ground of  cemetery road
broken in pain of aching heart
tearing in the insides broad

Only one road to flee
from the pits of venom vile
it's a lonely struggles to keep
the faith in the tremor

To the angels of light savor
wake with freely from
the crawling venom leaking
in the veins of bodied creed

Only one road to flee
from the prudent smell by sin
it's stench is untidy of fear
in the air of darkness conduct

Searching in the sleep
wake with freely from
the crawling venom leaking
in the veins of bodied creed
to find the angel of light savor

By the side of light dawn rise

The Venom
By Deb Harman ©12/8/14
(Dark Poetry/Spiritual/life/Soul

Trapped


Buried in pain restless in fitful
restrict to lone upon oneself
as the smoke is prudent distil
surrounding the dark thistle
of night so unassertive by cold
                    Chill
Cold no comfort to hold shivery
glacial is the fear so sombre marrow
distant in the  stare seldom by hurt
trapped in the guard of one sorrow
sadness in vary the emotions dark
                 Aura
Dark the room is gloomy so drab
murky with the prudent smoke
lingering the surrounding mortar
house of trapped by the thrived
  soul do ache for tender parity        
                  Oxygen


Trapped
By Deb Harman ©
Dark Poetry