Dark Edge of Poetry

Dark Edge of Poetry

Nicholas Beeden

When the Void between the possibilities of Life, Death, and Undeath call, dare you listen?

Poetry

Lines drawn in ink and shadow. The newest verses, still wet on the page.

  • Alone

    His urges must come from hell, Tortured eyes sunken and dark, Corruption and insanity twist him, For him blackness sings like a lark,

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  • Conquered in Dream

    Twilight now finds her lying cold, Veiled in lingering moonlight grace; Her breath a hush, her eyelids hold, The fragile world of slumbered space.

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Short & Barbed

Limericks

Five little lines with a wicked grin. The latest small cruelties in rhyme.

  • Surprise

    When chatting up chicks who look slick, He’s a charmer, so he took his pick,

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  • Foolish Ladies

    Young ladies who get into cars, After drinking with men in bars,

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  • Blushing Bride

    When you decided to marry, Across the threshold you carry,

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Tales From The Dark

Stories

Longer descents into shadow. Recent stories to read behind a locked door.

  • Story preview blocker

    A placeholder story went to work in an old beat up car.

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  • To Weevil and Back Again

    Weevil looked up from the document as he sensed music; an unearthly music like nothing he had heard before. The music swelled to a crescendo, ancient and dark; youthful and bright. He began to perceive things with a strange double vision, overlapping images confused his sight for a moment

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  • Parental Dilemma

    For sale as I need the Money, The cuttest Baby shoes for my small son, Alas for him they were too small for his feet This poverty goes on and on,

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