What is dark poetry?
It’s art from the other side of life,
The undercroft,
It is the pens true misgivings with the world,
Poetry without the veneer of hope,
Without naivete,

It’s verse unconcerned with the daisies,
Or the wonders global,
It’s poetry with the mask off,
Of black eyes and cracked teeth,
Of track marks and hangovers,
Grief and crime and the reapers art,

Don’t misconstrue my words though,
Flowery prose has its place,
Ink of faith and family,
Denial helps with the pain after all,
But all ideals require an obverse,
And that’s poetry from the dark.

Comments
  1. Indeed the yin yang…balance is the crafters pen in hand…shining light on the truth. True poetry not all daises and sunrises.
    Great writing, my friend. Bravo!

  2. Absolutely! Cheers ๐Ÿ˜Š

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