Posts Tagged ‘Ghost’

The bog is woken up,
The murkiest waters even animate,
Murk becoming effulgent,
That fell flame hovering there,
The waters surface reflects it,
Phosphorescent in its disquiet,
Like a canvas painted by ghosts,
Some machination of the spirit realm,

That dread light,
It’s a foreboding lighthouse in the black,
Offering not salvation,
But a watery grave,
Is it a ghost?
Is it purely folklore?
Or is there a more cogent cause?
Science offering some motive.

On this night of nights,
The breeze is your only companion,
And it doesn’t mean well,
The aether hereabouts has a will of its own,
You feel a presence I’m sure,
A whisper on the wind,
Seething at the company of living souls,
You’re an unwelcome draught,
An intrusion into the night,

It rides about on the air cackling,
It’s a ghost,
A revenant,
A wraith,
It regards you with gelid eyes,
It moves in a gusty rave of enmity,
A hatred demonstrated on the raised pressure,
Its claws are the chills upon your shoulder,
And this spectre seeks to blow you away,

And it will.

Do not quake fleshlings,
When I wail,
When I shriek,
I do not wish terror upon you,
I yearn only to confess my sins,
I don’t have many guests,

I once lived,
I once loved,
Travelled many malms,
Thrust blades betwixt ribs,
I too suffered through loss and heartache,
I was a sinful man like any other,

I daresay much like you,
So don’t be afraid of my ectoplasmic visage,
Just lead your best life,
You’ll end up like me regardless,
A spectre,
Screeching your sins into the night.

Hello there inmates!

I hope that you’ve all had a wonderful week. You better be keeping safe out there, don’t make me get the jester stick! I’m kidding of course but I don’t want anybody to be having any trouble or illness! It’s been an comfortable week here at the asylum, though a tad uneventful. I’ve realised I am in serious need of some storage folders or something for my papers as they have outgrown the drawers they inhabited up to this point. Definitely something I’ll be looking into in the coming week. With the exception of one poem, I’ve actually felt less confident about the poems I’ve put out this week. I’m not sure if that’s just my usual self-deprecation or if they have been of lesser quality.

So, enough with the moaning, how about some music? It’s the Harlequins writing music today dont you know! I’ve decided to do something slightly different this week. I have done this same thing in the past, but I think that it’s been a while. I’m going to share some of my favourite covers this time! I think an artist can reshape an already great tune and make something new and beautiful. It may even shine a different kind of light upon the song and bring forth new resonance from it. Let’s see how these particular covers perform for you wonderful people.

Join me as we delve into the musical minds of superb cover artists the world over!

We Came As Romans – Glad You Came (The Wanted cover)
https://www.wcarmusic.com/

The Spiritual Machines – Don’t Fear The Reaper (Blue Oyster Cult cover)
http://www.thespiritualmachines.com/

Nirvana – The Man Who Sold The World (David Bowie cover)
https://www.nirvana.com/

Twenty One Pilots – Can’t Help Falling In Love (Elvis cover)
https://www.twentyonepilots.com/

The Hellacopters & Papa Emeritus IV (Ghost) – Sympathy For The Devil (Rolling Stones cover)
https://m.facebook.com/thehellacopters

And there we have it for another edition of the Harlequins writing music!

Some interesting covers there no! I was actually more hard-pressed to pick covers than I was to pick artists for my “traditional” writing music posts! I hope that you all enjoy my picks and you also check out these artists. That includes their own works as well! I honestly don’t think you’ll be disappointed with any of them!

So, how about some social media stuff eh? The asylum has a page on Facebook, I have a account over on Instagram and a page over on Twitter. It’d mean a lot to me if any of you cool cats would like/follow me over there, it really helps a great deal! Also, if you enjoy what I do here at the asylum, please consider supporting me over at the Ko-fi page! Cheers my friends!

Until next week, have a very crazy day inmates!

That tenuous line between cognizance and sleep,
It’s a dangerous time for me,
When the sun no longer has my back,
And no valiant comrade can aid me,
The ghouls in my head stir,
Buried there by my own hand,

Silence is the loudest sound,
When the skeletons start to rise,
Dead hopes,
Spectral memories,
Wailing for my attention,
My skull becomes an echo chamber of a cemetery,

It becomes a deafening clarion call,
A deathknell for my peace,
A choir of revenants begin their concert,
Every historical ill laid bare at bellowing audacity,
Clawing at this mausoleum of my head,
Prelude to the nightmares to come.

I am dragged from my sleeping nirvana,
To a bedroom suddenly unfamiliar,
An unseen force holds me in place,
Diabolic manacles upon each limb,
The bed becomes a gaol,
The infinite weight of sleep paralysis,
I feel ominous eyes upon me,

Two corpselights in the corner,
Limpid apertures flaunting hells own fires,
Fixated upon me like an eagle spying prey,
There’s a malice behind them,
A demonic spite,
Ice-cold dread burning as the eyes approach,
Twin lasers cutting into my very bones,

As the eyes draw close,
Enough to feel the abominable heat,
Swelter emanating from them as if breathing,
They simply stare in ghoulish hate,
Holding inches away with their malicious effusion,
Feasting upon my soul in its throes of terror,
Until the morning comes with banishing sun.

Hello there inmates!

I hope that you have all been keeping safe and enjoying each day to the fullest. Another week has passed and its been quite an interesting week has it not? The US elected a new president (despite clamours of fraud), the UK has descended into a second lesser lockdown for some reason and my bike had its MOT and full service. It’s been a full one here at the asylum. My posting times have been all over the place I know, but I’m keeping my usual rate up I think. Apologies regardless.

Now on this day, it’s time for the next spurt of the Harlequins writing music! I’ve elected to create one of my single band editions once again. Showcasing a single band that I particularly enjoy and draw inspiration from. Can you guess who it is this time?

Recognise them? It’s alright if you don’t. This is Ghost. One of my favourite ever bands, despite them being a more recent discovery for my part (2-3 yeara ago). They are a metal band from Sweden that formed in 2006. They are known for their eccentric performance style and theatricality. As you can see in that photo, they focus quite a lot on their costumes. They resemble a twisted version of a catholic church group. This is deliberate. Most of their music sounds like a satanic ritual performed through the lense of Black Sabbath or Blue Oyster Cult. They satirise religion quite intentionally, highlighting the absurdity of some of its elements. I’d say some could even find this satire offensive or infantile.

I’m hardly experienced enough in musicality or instrumentation to be able to judge how the music stands up to the greats. But I find it amazing! The vocals are superb as ever. Its easy to head bang to, surprisingly easy to sing along to and also initiate the traditional air guitar move! Yet the lyrics are quite deep or nuanced when looked into. So, enough babbling from this madman, would you like to listen to some? I’ll share my six favourites as I usually do. Let’s get on to it!

So, join me as we delve into the satanic musical minds of Ghost!

Ghost – Ritual

Ghost – Witch Image

Ghost – He Is

Ghost – Year Zero

Ghost – Rats

Ghost – Cirice

So there we have it for our display of the band Ghost!

I hope that you give this band a try. They’re quite unique in my eyes and the singingis really quite grand. I’ll include the link to their website here so you can look into them further. Please do my friends!

So, here’s my usual social media bit! The asylum has a Facebook page, an Instagram account and a twitter accounta twitter account. If you enjoy what I do here at the asylum, please consider supporting me over at the Ko-fi page. Thanks for everything!

So as always, until next week have a very crazy week inmates!

Hello there inmates!

I hope you’re all having a marvellous day today! Things have been looking up fairly consistently this last week. Both in terms of finding work and in my personal life. With that said, it may be unclear that things have been positive with the few poems I’ve written the last few days. Fear not however, I am doing alright. I merely have drawn inspiration from the darker side of the psyche! Haha! As for the blog, things are great to be quite frank. Ive been, as always, very humbled by the responses I’ve been receiving for them.

So it’s time for the next rendition of the Harlequins writing music. Still crawling up to part 50. I decided to do something a tad different in this particular instance. Instead of sharing five general artists I like listening to, I’m going to share five cover songs that I really enjoy. These may be from artists I’ve shown before, but the covers they’ve created. I think it takes real talent to take a song (occasionally a very famous one), and make it your own. I feel it can go wrong very easily. So, lets see how they do eh?

Join me as we delve into the musical minds of creative artists the world over!

Marilyn Manson – Tainted Love (Soft Cell Cover)
https://www.marilynmanson.com

Frog Leap Studios – Thriller (Michael Jackson Cover)
https://m.youtube.com/user/leolego

Steam Powered Giraffe – Diamonds (Rihanna Cover)
https://steampoweredgiraffe.com

Breed 77 – Zombie (The Cranberries Cover)
https://web.archive.org/web/20160322053340/http://www.breed77.com/

Ghost – Here Comes The Sun (The Beatles Cover)
http://www.ghost-official.com

So there we have it for another tome of the Harlequins writing music!

Some good songs there eh? In a few instances, I actually prefer them to the originals. I understand that may be anathema to some of your ears but am I not an honest clown? Regardless, I feel it is worth giving all of these artists a chance. Whether it be their covers or their own original works. Go for it!

As you may have read somewhere before, the asylum has some social media platforms. I have a Facebook page, a twitter account and an Instagram page. It’d be grand if any of gorgeous inmates could follow me over there too! Oh, and as always, if you enjoy what I do here at the asylum, please consider supporting me over on the Ko-fi page! Youre all breathtaking!

Until next time, have a very crazy day inmates!

I’m a ghost,
But not of an afterlife,
I’m not dead,
Just not entirely here,
A hollow spirit,
I gave myself out too much,
Charity for too many hearts,
There was no blood left for me,

Each call for help,
Became a funeral invitation for me,
Burying more of myself,
I lost my form,
I wasn’t enough,
No more flesh,
Wasn’t enough to give,
It hollowed me out,

So now I float about an old house,
I wail in the twilight,
Gasping stridor in the black,
But I’m not here to startle,
Just to wallow in my own eulogy,
Ectoplasmic gibberish,
Among guttering candles,
And black cats,

Not enough,
Not,
Enough.

We writers are like ghosts,
Shrieking into the dark,
Under stars seen by few,
Witching hours,
Shadow people,
Revenants with quills,

Our ethereal words,
You read as we rot,
Rarely heeded until we’re dead and gone,
By our ectoplasmic hands,
The pen becomes animate,
A literary poltergeist,

In this modern world,
Wordsmiths are as wraiths,
Residing in haunted houses,
Solitary and forlorn,
Scratching at musky tomes,
Knowledge for future generations,

Our future readers,
They’re like mediums,
Conjuring up our phantasms,
Apparitions in the syllables,
Hearing our voices on the pages,
Even from the hereafter,

All writers are ghosts.