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Don’t Worry Darling

Don’t worry darling, I know it will all be okay.

Though things may now seem hard and dark, there is always a way.

There’s never any shame, in feeling lost and overwhelmed.

You only need to be yourself, there’s no need to pretend.

You may retreat inside yourself or even push others away.

But those that care will never leave and stand by you everyday.

They may not always get it right and sometimes push a little hard.

They’ll often fumble, clumsy in the dark, as they battle with your guard.

For when you need me, you’ve got someone to listen,

Anytime, all day, all night.

There’s nothing you could ever say, to make me leave you from this fight.

Just be a little patient and I’ll promise I’ll try to.

You’re going to so get through this, and make all those dreams of yours come true.

There’s no barrier you can’t overcome, no solution we can’t find.

And you can tell me anything at all, whatever’s on your mind.

So take a breath and calm yourself, just let the emotions flow.

If not with me then someone else, but please let those worries go.

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Journey Through a Dream

Breathe a little deeper, feel the emptiness subside

Sleep a little sweeter, creep inside the great divide

Breaking with reality, your consciousness in release

A dream world nominee, and a fragile mind at peace

Hiding in the corners, as your sanity’s undone

Lost amongst the mourners, a vacant faced someone

Eating at your soul, tearing your insides

Unsure about your role, the tortured images misguides

The truth is often clouded, the true meaning never seen

Secrets deeply shrouded, within the violence of the dream

Colours grey but understood, your senses overblown

A vision screaming out in blood, as you wake up all alone

Angels Words

Posted: April 23, 2017 in Dark Poetry
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ANGELS WORDS

A realm of tiny voices spear you from all directions,

Feeding doubts and anxiety, an escalation of madness.

A path once clear seems now hopelessly complex.

Everyone wants, everyone takes, what about you?

A feint in the dark for something to reach out too.

A drive for something better.

Can it be that anyone really cares for you, the things you need?

You doubt all those around you, clawing for a piece.

Those allies you once cared for now slowly ushered away.

Who to trust?

Who to care for?

Will anyone stand the course?

Being alone is so much easier, no need to care, only be.

With eyes closed and heart crated safely you take the leap.

Stretching your fear to the brink of a righteous dare.

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A lone voice calls out.

Truth from beyond.

Follow the angels words.

He will guide you home.

Right well, think it’s fair to say I’ve taken just a little bit of a break from blogging over the last couple of years but exciting times are upon us once more and the need to write and generally waffle seems to be back in abundance.

Anyway the intention is that I’ll be adding some new content on here again in the coming weeks, expect it to be a little dark, possibly a little emotional at times to but that’s the way life is at times I guess.

As well as writing my musings on here following the Completion of ‘The Masonic Plague’ finally, and a few busy months of editing. Me and co-writer extraordinaire Anthony D Redden have decided to give the book its own page to allow you to follow us, help us and generally have a good waffle with us as we embark on the torturous journey of trying to get the blasted thing published.

So please follow us on our new page ‘The Masonic Plague’ and we look forward to receiving all your questions, queries, critique and we invite you to share a laugh or two with us on our journey as it’s sure to have some ups and downs for sure.

Speak to you all again soon.

Jon

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A nice little tongue in cheek poem before bed. If this doesn’t help ensure a good nights sleep I can’t think what will!!!

Creature Comforts

A million little friends they share your home
Residing in the cracks they’re free to roam
Some like to share your bed with you
They hate for you to be alone
Some are sure to take a snack from you
Your blood and skin to be there own
A thriving nest of tiny feet
Though they like to be discreet
Your inadvertent bedtime treat
Are those you accidentally eat
A spiders web, a dust mites nest, a solitary beetle
A feisty flea, a lonely lice, a rampant racing weevil
Each one will keep you company
Help make your house a home
They may cause you to scratch and itch
And for rashes you be prone
But treat them nice and treat them kind
For they just want to be your friend
For when you’ll die they’ll feast on you
By your side until your end

Rest Well…

Just a quick poem before bed, enjoy your bedtime cup of Java and rest well…

COFFEE SHOP

Voices echo
A chorus of unintelligible sounds
A viral wash of noise
Tens of nameless faces
Smiling
Frowning
Some seemingly barely alive
Totally void of emotion
All wandering through the day barely aware of each others existence
Brought together in one place at random
Why?
Any reason?
Will everyone still be alive tomorrow?
Could this be one last final beverage for one of them?

A sudden disturbance
A fall from a chair
All noise goes silent
Breathing ceases
Heart stops
It seems my coffee will be left to go cold!


Music: Frozen Silence by Cherish

Greetings all,

Ok well here’s the deal. I’m looking to put together a new video showcasing pictures, paintings, scupltures and photo’s of death, dying and suffering as a back drop to a new dark poem/story that I hope will be inspired by the art provided.

So if you would be happy to have your work included please comment and provide me a link to view the work and I’ll get back to all those who would like to participate. If there’s multiple examples you’d like me to consider just provide links to all of it, as long as it’s your own work I’ll be happy to consider all postings for inclusion.

Please also pass the word and feel free to invite all your arty, photography type friends to participate just give them the link to this blog and get them to follow. If this goes well I’ll be hoping to do many more collaborations such as this in the future to celebrate our joint creativity. It should be fun and a great way of showcasing all our talents at the same time!

Thank you all & Rest Well…

Hello 🙂

I decided to try doing my first ever video and well here’s the result. The poem is an old favourite of mine that I wrote a few years ago and I think this little video breaths some fresh haunting life back in to it. If you enjoy this poem and wish to read some of my older material please take a look at the My Books section on this blog where you’ll be able to find links to download 3 of my dark poetry anthologies through Amazon.

Hope you enjoy the video.

Music: Mars by Misha Mishenko

AS THE CANDLE SLOWLY MELTS

I wearily close my eyes, as the darkness of night falls,

On yet another lonely day, trapped again within these walls.

I reach out to light a candle, and watch intently at its flame,

As the playful dancing light, seems to whisper out my name.

Calling me forever closer, pulling me now further in,

As I drift of to dream, from this tortured world of sin.

Consumed by the fire, releasing up my soul,

As my mind seems to wander, in a state of lost control.

In these moments of distraction, that my sanity’s now dealt,

The hours pass like seconds, as the candle slowly melts.

In a corner of my mind, the distant future’s what I glimpse,

Of a hell made in heaven, in a blood red rinse.

Where the angels of the Devil, scream violently in pain,

Their enduring satisfaction, redeeming pleasure as their gain.

Like the decaying of a corpse, or rose petals as it wilts,

The hours pass like seconds, as the candle slowly melts.

As I see beyond illusion, reality slips in again unseen,

These moments of gratification, alas was just a dream.

As I struggle against temptation, self preservation’s what I fight,

But this battle’s nearly over, and the end must fall tonight.

So as this burning mass of wax, nears the end of its belt,

My life will soon be over, as the candle slowly melts.