✨ Coleridge never finished this haunting poem (much like Kubla Kahn, another "daemonic" work), though he always meant to. Personally I love it as is.
#christabel #samueltaylorcoleridge #poetry #darkpoetry #romanticpoets #darkpoems #medieval #coleridge
Was lucky enough to finally get this collection of Kolmar’s poetry. German poet, related to (but not technically part of) the German Expressionist movement. (For some reason “adjacent to” is the way to say such a thing, du jour.)
#gertrudkolmar #darkpoetry #germanexpressionism #darkpoems
Out Now:
Amazon US - www.amazon.com/dp/B0FTTBZ5SN
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#writersofinstagram #instapoetry
#poemsofinstagram #darkpoetry #darkpoems #darkpoetrysociety
#darkaesthetic #darkness #bleedingsoulpoetry #spilledink
#writingcommunity #poetryislife
#poetryisnotdead #micropoetry
My new collection of verse, THE FUNERAL COLONY, is out now. Link to purchase in comments.
My two poetry collections, Thirteen Nocturnes (2018) and The Funeral Colony (2025), are pictured.
#darkpoems #darkpoetry #weirdhorror #weirdpoetry #gothichorror #gothicliterature #gothicpoems
The Vampires Dance Poem by Elizavella
In silver light, she softly sways
A shadow gliding through the haze
Her skin a pale, eternal glow,
A secret only night can know.
#darkfantasy #vampirewoman #dancing #fullmoon #graveyard #vampires #goths #vampiredancing #pinupgirlvampire #vampirepoems #darkpoems
From my new collection of verse, THE FUNERAL COLONY.
It can be purchased here: TheFuneralColony.com
#thefuneralcolony #mywork #darkpoems #darkpoetry #weirdpoems #weirdpoetry #horrorpoetry #horrorpoems #gothichorror #gothicliterature #gothicpoems #gothicpoetry #oliversheppard
New post at my Substack about German-American poet Franz Werfel, featuring his nightmare-vision poem “The Ride” from the 1910s.
It’s at: tr.ee/Dm7PcN
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dammerung.substack.com
#franzwerfel #germanexpressionism #darkpoems
New post at my Substack, about one of Georg Heym’s most violent poems, “Demons of the Cities,” written not long before his untimely death at age 24.
It’s here: tr.ee/AF66RM
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Dammerung.substack.com
#georgheym #germanexpressionism #darkpoems #darkpoetry #gothicpoems #gothicpoetry
A surreal collage of abstract and distorted images in vivid reds, blues, and pinks. It includes close-ups of human faces, blurred portraits, and multiple human eyes embedded in swirling blue shapes. At the center, a side profile of a face is covered in a red-orange veil-like blur. Overlaid text reads: "What is in those gaps between myself and I."
#darkpoems #darkthoughts #thoughts #darkpoetry #surreal #myselfandi #inside
Tell me...
TheFuneralColony.com
This weekend I’m looking forward to working on putting together audio tracks for the audiobook version of The Funeral Colony! 🩶
#funeralcolony #darkpoetry #darkpoems #gothicpoetry #gothicpoems #weirdpoetry #horrorpoems #weirdpoems #horrorpoetry #oliversheppard #texaspoets #rip
First stanza of one of the 84 poems in The Funeral Colony.
#funeralcolony #thefuneralcolony #gothicliterature #gothicpoems #darkpoems #darkliterature #darkliterature #darkromanticism #horrorpoetry #horrorpoems
My new collection of verse, THE FUNERAL COLONY, can be bought here:
TheFuneralColony[dot]com
330 page, 84+ poemS. If you want to wait until Tues, July 28, I’ll have copies available on me to buy, can sign, etc., and you can buy one off me directly then.
#thefuneralcolony #darkpoetry #darkpoems
A preview from my new book, The Funeral Colony.
At my Substack here: bit.ly/3GxdGkB
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#thefuneralcolony #funeralcolony #darkpoems #gothicpoems #gothicpoetry #horrorpoems #horrorpoems #apocalypse #darkpoetry #eschaton #eschatalogy #eschatological #nihilnihil
Today was really a nice and relaxing day 😌
youtu.be/S8YAdV77iRw?...
#amateurmusic #nowplaying #darkpoems #musicsky #singersongwriter
Life is the Life by Richard H. Fay Roused from decades of sepulchral slumber By savage cannonades and rifle fire, Departing the dark comfort of my tomb, I roam a mad world ripped apart by war. Venturing forth like a smoky blue veil Wafting across this cratered countryside, Searching for the base essence of being, I am drawn to fields of lingering death. Drifting amidst battle-broken bodies, Ignoring agonizing cries of pain, Invisible to dimming mortal eyes, I harvest embers of vitality. Finding a suitably ravaged vessel, Sensing sustenance within battered flesh, I drain lifeblood to feed this hungry soul - A dying youth becomes my golden cup. Energies flow from spirit to spirit Fuelling my ethereal existence. Leaving behind the soldier's empty husk I retreat into deepening shadows Revitalized. (Originally published in The Monsters Next Door, Contest Issue 4.5, November 15, 2008.)
The Damnation of Daniel Brewster by Richard H. Fay Decades of debauchery Erode both body and soul 'Til mortal becomes mere shade Devoid of substance and light. The living are like strangers As the dead draw all too near. Weary of this wretchedness, Searching for scraps of solace, Hoping to find warm comfort, Remembering kinder days, Daniel Brewster returns home To his old New Bedlam haunt. Time and neglect take their toll, Sapping life's pleasing lustre From forsaken roof and walls. Heavy feet climb creaking stairs, Sweaty hand turns rusted knob, Bent form enters crooked house. Seeking signs of simpler times With blackened heart beating hard, Daniel finds cobwebs and dust. Twilight's dimming glow snuffs out As strangely stirring shadows Ensnare him in choking gloom. By himself but not alone, Daniel faces his fell past. Throngs of cast-off lovers hold Never-born sons and daughters Snuggled against bloodied breasts While wrecked spirits wreak ruin. Knives reflect feral gleamings Of eyes glinting in the murk. Fey spectres chant together "Welcome back to New Bedlam, Welcome to your damnation," 'Til drowned out by endless screams. Originally published in The New Bedlam Project, Vol. 1 Issue 1, April 2009
What Greets Me at the End By Richard H. Fay My hedonistic life spent Revelling in mortal sins Leads to blood and twisted steel Smoking below a smashed rail. Blackness blots out the carnage While a grave chill dulls the pain. Stars flash before sightless eyes As a sense of falling yanks Consciousness back from the brink Of sweet, blissful nothingness. Down a tunnel I tumble Toward a glaring white light. Savage brightness engulfs all. Thoughts and feelings become lost In a hollow emptiness Until pale images add Familiar shapes and colours To the glimmering canvas. Songbirds twitter atop elms Lining an idyllic lane, While picket fences stand guard Around cheery verdant lawns. Friendly faces of my youth Blithely welcome me back home. Memories of simpler days Thaw my hypothermic heart. Eager fingers raise the latch Of a gladly recalled gate, But one touch triggers decay; Cold iron crumbles to dust. Colours run as shapes dissolve. Trees melt like burning tapers. Disturbed from their stately roosts, Great flocks raise a raucous din And transform into fell beasts Dimming the morbid grey sky. Uncertainty gives way to Dreadful realization As screaming souls soar above A lifeless lunar landscape. Old Scratch dressed in suit and tie Greets me with a crooked smile: "Welcome to Hell." (Originally published in the May 2011 Issue of Cover of Darkness.)
Souls Adrift by Richard H. Fay We roam this world Mere shadows of life But faintly perceived By mortal kind. We stalk dark halls In derelict homes, Forsaken cast-offs Of yesteryear. We whisper words Never understood, Our voices muffled By death’s cruel hand. We enter dreams As pale reflections, Memories of flesh Long turned to dust. We crave strong hearts And warm, supple limbs, But find only bones And graveyard mould. We are legion, Wretched multitudes Ever united, Always alone. (Originally published in Fear and Trembling, April 8, 2010.)
A reminder that I'm a dark/horror poet at heart and my verse frequently delves into the darkness.
Four of my best dark poems:
"Life is the Life",
"The Damnation of Daniel Brewster",
"What Greets Me at the End",
"Souls Adrift".
#poems #poetry #darkpoems #darkpoetry #horrorpoetry
'I COUNT ALL THINGS AS LOSS' a poem by Carmella de Keyser
'The Liminal Light of the Night' by Carmella de Keyser
Carmella de Keyser holding her pamphlet.
'I COUNT ALL THINGS AS LOSS'
A poem from my mini pamphlet, 'THE LIMINAL LIGHT OF THE NIGHT'. @hedgehogpress.co.uk
#darkpoems
#poemsaboutloss
#reflections
#darkpoets
#Beatles
#strippedback
My Final Masterpiece By Richard H. Fay Naked, bound together by rusty razor wire, our bloodied bodies cry passion and death. (Originally published December 2007 in Niteblade)
Your Bloody Face by Richard H. Fay I see your face in all things. It mouths silent words of love On a blank monitor screen. It stares sadly back at me From a rain-streaked window pane. It appears amongst the crowd On a bustling city street. I see your face at all times. It bothers my troubled dreams And follows me through the day. It lurks within my mad mind And haunts my guilt-ridden soul. It's there when I close my eyes, A reminder of my crime. I see your face before me. Its gore-stained cheeks bear pale tracks Where tears washed away the blood. Its sunken eyes full of death Drive me to a grisly fate. It laughs at the irony As hot lead rips through my brain. (Originally published in Tales From the Moonlit Path, Issue 9, February 2008.)
Gremlins in My Brain by Richard H. Fay Minuscule demons wreak havoc Within my sadly addled mind. Leering fiends sabotage a life Troubled with heartache and pain. Tiny trolls gnaw upon frayed nerves To cripple both body and soul. Sinister dwarfs twist memories Into a thousand tangled knots. Black sprites paint dreams a dismal hue That darkens every waking thought. Fell imps replace eloquent words With crude insults and bitter lies. Perverse devils dance with great joy When kith and kin abandon me. Lucifer's children laugh and jeer While I search for means of escape. Dreadful tormentors scream and yell As a bullet tears through my skull. (Originally published in The Monsters Next Door, Issue 3, July 2008.)
Visages of Betrayal and Madness by Richard H. Fay Father's harshly stern face peers From images of days past, Years full of false promises And dashed hopes of innocence. Constant insults remembered Echo in unquiet head. Gouging ballpoint scratches out Dreadfully despised features, But fails to eradicate That ever maddening pain. Mother's embittered face frowns Amidst expressionless hordes, Aspect of disappointment Glimpsed within uncaring crowds. Search her out to ask her "why?", But no answers from the dead. Hatred rekindled burns bright; Pounding fists beat angry scowl Well beyond recognition Wherever it may be seen. Lover's hardening face turns From desperate pleading gaze. Judgmental eyes reveal truth; Passion becomes resentment. Remainders of tenderness Destroyed in treacherous storm Leave battered heart a bleak wreck. Hell's monstrous maw swallows all Once strangling hands tightly grasp Betrayer's beautiful throat. Stranger's haggard face looks back From blemished and broken glass. Mirror reflects ingrained flaws, Exposing imperfect soul. Tortured brow and vacant stare Speak of shattered illusions; A dismal life torn to shreds. Fingers dig at bleeding flesh Until tattered checks stripped bare Form morbidly endless smile. (Originally published in The Monsters Next Door, Issue Eight, September 2009.)
A certain writing world Twitter/X troll once suggested I wouldn't know "dark and sinister" if it bit me in the ass, which is complete and utter bullcrap. I'm well acquainted with "dark and sinister".
Here's are four examples of my dark and sinister poetry...
#darkpoetry #poetry #poems #darkpoems
Something a little different, non-German Expressionist, at my Substack: A look at frustrated poet Joseph Kallinger, a serial killer in the 1970s.
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#josephkallinger #truecrime #serialkillers #darkpoems #darkpoetry
Got this neat trio of 1968 German books in—all of Georg Heym's poetry and plays. Really great art, photos, and fold-out scans of his correspondence, too. Superbly doomy poet of whom I’ve written elsewhere, died at age 24.
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#georgheym #germanexpressionism #darkpoems #darkpoetry
April is National Poetry Month. I recently picked up STYX, the 1901 collection of poems by #ElseLasker-Schüler, translated here by Mildred Faintly.
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I wrote about Lasker-Schüler on Substack not too long ago. That’s here: <https://is.gd/ZffJGC>
#germanexpressionism #darkpoems #darkpoetry
Dare to enter. Often dark, but never circumspect, turn the page as #author and #poet Ross McDermott takes you on a journey through the emotions and observations of his poet's heart and life. Be warned, "there be dragons."
#poetry #darkpoems #poetrybook #ebook #Skypoetry #booksky
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#bookreview Orlam by @PJHarveyUK 5/5
Dark, grim and utterly fascinating
www.amazon.co.uk/review/R2RLC...
#poetry #pleaseshare #bookrecommendations #darkpoems
Three new #poems I wrote. #sadpoetry #sadpoems #darkpoems #poetryoftheday #poetryflow #poetryinmotion
"Shadow Dancing"
#Poetry
#shortstories
#darkstories
#DarkPoems
#northernpoet
#timeless
#mysteries
#poetsandwriters
#apoeticview
#tales
Poetry on white flower backround..
Its the #Tuesday #Torment from #Repairshop of Broken Hearts.. 👀
#lovepoems #storytelling
#DarkPoems #bittersweet
#northernpoet #poética
#thoughts #worldwidepoets
#writingsociety
