OPTSotS-Starcrawler

This band is making rock n roll fun again August 1, 2019 Bet My Brains by Starcrawler It’s so dark, can you see me? Under  the neighborhood Everybody’s  sleeping Because the dirt feels good Fingers getting thirsty Stars  that drove him mad Everybody’s  dreaming Everybody Bet  my brains I’ve gone insane Bet my brains I’ve gone insane Shut me up and throw me away Sacred blood running through my veins Do  you like your hands dirty? Are you ‘fraid of the dark? You’re like the broken toy That nobody wants [?] don’t look down Nobody wants to come down You … Continue reading OPTSotS-Starcrawler

emptiness and cold water

“how cold is the water” she said my answer, far contrabassoon over empty harbor days glazed in bourbon haze temperatures rise fall, bitter, sweet tides bring arctic currents here. she knows the way lingers too long, longingly staring into smokey sea at me, mirrors clouded sun grazing upon surface it is the shadows she fears, darkening “how cold is the water” she asks, shallow breath taken just before chill will bend what you know frozen, we all take our turns. deep is this hurt burns something fierce frigid, space I can no answer her tears slip onto the dust of … Continue reading emptiness and cold water

A Reading of Hope, Resignation by Jonathan O’Farrell

    Most deeply honored to have my poem ‘Hope, Resignation’ read by my friend and fellow Sudden Denouement​ member Jonathan O’Farrell​. Here is a link to the original prose. https://ramjetpoetry.wordpress.com/2019/04/01/hope-resignation/   Please visit the talented Jonathan @  https://misterkaki.blog/and take the time to enjoy his work!! Continue reading A Reading of Hope, Resignation by Jonathan O’Farrell

Ashen tones

cold bones of ash brush down hidden in seeds of carbon flesh of daoine sídhe commend both sides with grief it’s flowing down running around madmen on toadstools squawking of sound many moons to see poison was free move on down into valley maple, rust phoenixes of dust have come upon thee, naught be here now come on down death moves quietly evening nightshade no wheat to sow nor corn to grow just bones in ash ashen tones seeded in carbon no more disease just nothing now, bereft empty seasons of greystone snow all journeyed onto great halls below o … Continue reading Ashen tones

OP’s TSotD-The Exploited

I’ve been made an orphan No family life have I My parents were no soldiers Yet they were killed before my eyes Christians in a free world Free from what we ask Not from death or destruction ‘Cause we haven’t learnt from the past I’ve been made an orphan No family life have I My parents were no soldiers Yet they were killed before my eyes Burnt out houses petrol bombed Down the street where I was born Screams of terror haunts my mind Where my mama went and died from a booby trap mine Continue reading OP’s TSotD-The Exploited