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Double-Edged Flames

 

Art is,

Less a way for me to express

More of a life support

The only way

My heart keeps beating

 

But my fingers have stopped moving

The pen has run dry

The paper, mere ashes

Heart beats,

Sluggish

 

 

By Daphne Shadows

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Conundrum

People say, change the world with your art.

But what if the art I have inside me is tainted, the same as I am?

What if all I have to offer is twisted and soaked in pain?

What if the lessons I have to learn through my art is laced with bloody barbed wire, twirling through the small glimmers of such agonizing beauty that it drips into porcelain until even the sun cannot bear to gaze upon it?

 

I don’t have time to sabotage anything else

But that isn’t true, is it?

 

I don’t have the heart to camouflage anymore pain.

But I’ll do it

Won’t I?

 

I don’t have any way

To speak

Conundrum

 

Dark in

Light out

 

How do I deal truthfully

When all you see is the light?

 

What happens when you

Find something else?

 

Still me

Always me

 

Waiting for someone who sees

Who understands

 

But I won’t tell you that

 

Ah, that is the conundrum, is it not? The ache, the need to scream, to let it all out. To be free, fully come alive. To deny parts of me, well.

That’s not going to bring life to anything, now is it?

 

By Daphne Shadows

 

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Disjointed

It just is, here, now

No time to sabotage this

Not true, whispers soul

 

Reflections, they change

The hush of silence tells all

Too little, too late

 

Sometimes the fall comes

No fist can keep the blood here

No heart beats that fast

 

Don’t know if you care

I don’t know if this hurts you

But I need to breathe

 

 

by Daphne Shadows

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Moonlight

Well this silence is odd

It’s comfort

How foreign is that

 

There’s this strange

Light dance

Dizzying in my chest

 

I love it

Can I keep it?

Change smiles softly at me

 

It will be back

Once it leaves

I Promise

 

by Daphne Shadows

 

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I Exist

I don’t need a good excuse

I exist

Therefore I have the right to be

 

 

By Daphne Shadows

 

(Don’t forget, we’re human beings not human “doings”.)

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Co-Existing

There’s a hard place inside me

Nothing cruel

Or cold.

A void

Where none can hurt me.

Not warmth

This is a solitary place.

These moments settle into me

With a velvety grace

Lace against bare skin.

Moments

Where I’m lost.

Not a haze

Nothing stings

Perhaps I do hurt

But I can’t find my way.

Life becomes

A thick paste

I do not understand.

 

 

By Daphne Shadows

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#NationalHaikuPoetryDay Also

 

Truly, I don’t think

We are ever completely

Certainly, ready

 

By Daphne Shadows

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