I live a poet’s life in an anonymous plane
Unseen by those considered normal,
Unheard by those deemed sane.
The only proof of my existence
Dangerous knives of poetry in lines on paper
An alias moves the pen in my hand
That scribbles stinging, bitter words
About love, death and the atrocities of man

I am anonymous
Even my name is not my own
My thoughts are scrawled wickedly with intent on paper
For the masses to observe
At a distance my carnivorous demanding audience must remain
From physical contact with these dull creatures
I gladly refrain
Retreating behind a mask of stone
Beneath it a face that bears lines of great sadness
A frozen sculpture of a heart for many years entombed

So it is and shall always be
Truly my words are all you will ever see
Closing off the door to reality
With the stroke of a pen
To my invisible life I hastily return
I am anonymous

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Act, 17 U.S.C. S512(c)(3), Tammy M. Darby

Treacherous word
My life has been tainted by this curse
Its cohorts of chaos
Caring, promises. affection.
Silk upon tender lips
A sweet confection

Recognition of this emotion
I steadfastly decline and deny
The heavy burden of memories
Poison of time
Love
I reject it as any intelligent mind would
Revile it as some pray they could
It is to be trapped in a web of sadness
No visible means of escape or hope

So banned it remains
My deepest wish forever lost
Un movable as a heavy stone
I desire a heart of ice
Reclusiveness is my fate
The terrible cost
The price

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Act, 17 U.S.C. S512(c)(3), Tammy M. Darby April11, 2014

White dust in golden skies
Atoms and protons of the universe
Mortal
Destined to die

The blackness of our souls
Revealed in dead eyes
As the creator call us rise from our graves
In cold coffins unmoving we lie

Shadows of the underworld
Fate place upon us aged hands
Strong heart that beats in sinewy chests
Is the silent downfall of man

Love and life's ills take tragic toll
Until we breathe no more
Forgotten
Lying in decaying ground
Still and silent evermore


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Act, 17 U.S.C. S512(c)(3), Tammy M. Darby May 29, 2014

River of Red
Down float the cold dead
Rise to heaven those pure of heart
Evil sink to black depths unknown

River of red
Souls bob and weave
Angels gaze solemnly
Careful not to dip
Holy white robes
Blessed golden feet
Into inky depths of sin

River of red
Come now the parade
The recently expired
Among the creatures of the earth
On judgment waters, they glide
Justice rushing cold currents
River of red

Repost of a poem I cannot find on my page

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Act, 17 U.S.C. S512(c)(3), Tammy M Darby Jun. 6, 2014