Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Shop Talk

 I wrote this during a time in my life when people I trusted surprised me. I was blindsided.


Users, losers.
Intentional abusers.

Why are you here?

Hating, abating.
Obviously waiting.

Why are you here?

To feed off the rest.
Ridicule - make jest.

I would like to send you out for repair.

Your tainted.
original post 12-08-2001 Written in 1991

Saturday, September 18, 2010

Rise for the Scattered Day

Rise for the Scattered Day

rise and rise above the influences
rise above the questions, the degradations, the nuances
rise above the unnamed fears, the pains, the transgressions
rise high above the imbalance, the reactions, and the depressions
rise for the scattered day
you must rise for the scattered day
db 04/19/06
Art :

Sunday, June 20, 2010

Dark World

I stepped into your dark world
Drank from your angry cup
I walked into your blackness
Now you must give me up

No longer will I close my eyes,
to your unholy hate
I will turn and walk away
For I know you are not my fate


Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Vampire Lust (Ode to Lestat)

repost for my friend Lestat.
For Poetry Thursday I have chosen Vampire Lust ( Ode to Lestat). I hope you enjoy. Vampire Lust

The heat from you is strong
I can smell your blood
I hear the sound as it pulses
I see the beat, the rhythm
I cannot help but take you

You feel my need, you sense
You come to me
I taste you slowly


You succumb, you become
We are one
Then I am gone

 original post 12-08-2001 - Originally written in 1995

Saturday, March 13, 2010



no reason to be

i don't see

blinding me



original post 12-08-2001 written 1993
This blog originated as "Ramblings of a Manic Depressive" I just wanted a place to keep these poems. It was private for a long time. It still feels strange to share them.
I found out there was a book by that name published in the 70's, so I had to change it.

Saturday, January 16, 2010


backed into the wall with no escape route
trapped by the times I didn't think
clutched by circumstances I don't own
breathless with anxiety my body tightly closing in
stopped cold by obligations debts owed to all
I want it to end I need it to stop
I scream in my mind
I have no where to go
my body has failed me my mind has escaped me
Will God help such a hapless soul?