As My Tears Run Red

While I have a great memory on most things, one thing that I suck at is remembering what and where I submit some of my writing and other dark musings. Now, I plan to make a change and actually track stuff. So, for February I made submissions to: The Horror Press The World of Myth The Smoking Poet Twisted Dreams Worlds Within - Worlds Beyond Hopefully, some of the submissions will payoff and I will get some more of my work out there.

Today the white mist overtook reality Drowning life with chilling darkness The red river ran deep Opening in the center of it all A heart now aches A body cannot feel Yet, the pleasures found in the tainted flesh blossom As the tears of loneliness build Waiting to cascade like a waterfall from barren eyes The heart beckons for warmth For protection from the unnerving storm that rages, still For that sweet caress, that soothes every thought On the inside, it remains whole The dagger only stole the emptiness held within the bounds One soul tasting the breaths of many Longing for freedom from the limits that bind That prey on the thoughts and feelings of men Of women whose depths linger long after decay Where the softness of bodies entwined is a reality Where the passion felt in every kiss may last forever Where forever can be held outside a coffer Eyes wandering through the emptiness of the silk The loneliness felt inside the scarlet shroud Hoping to catch just a glimpse of brightness ...

The fragile one rises Speaking volumes with the silence Projecting visions into the emptiness Destroying hope A lone world out of touch Lost in the spiraling masses of descent Two bodies make one Darkness draws near Reality cries out The fragile one screams Another day ends

Looking around, I can feel you near Your silent touch stroking my heart Your glowing eyes piercing my mind What are you? For so long your splendor has been a mystery Tempting fate with hints pleasure With visions of torture Will I be the next? How sweet you must taste The beautiful red cascading down your lips Satisfaction climbing every peak When can I feel? I await your entrance My eternal staircase fluttering The echoes in my dreams cannot compare Who are you? The darkness falls Innocence drowning in the scarlet pool Fading breaths so pure You are freedom

After eating some of the great Blob cake that Brenda made me for my birthday, I started to think back to Blobfest  and the interesting day we spent in Pheonixville, home of the Blob. Last year as part of the the 10th Anniversary Blobfest, they had a short film script-writing contest to offset their short film contest. As a writer it was a challenge to in 500 words or less, create the missing scene from The Blob. If you are familiar with the movie, this would be about what happened in the bar on Second Street that is talked about in the movie but never shown. In scene 240, Sgt. Burt recounts how he stopped at the Second Street bar while making his rounds, finding no one there. Also, when two of the teens stop in another bar to help rally the town against the monster, the bartender tells them about some excitement at the Second Street bar earlier that night. While my entry did not win, I held my head high as it was the first screenplay of any type that I finished. ...

When my day is over No tear will grace my eyes No blade will grace my hands The desolate haze will form again Visions of beauty giving way to darkness To the dim corridors echoing in my mind Another pill at hand My random heartbeat sustained Understanding at last, meanings long forgotten The moments that shaped forever The small circle is my savior Opening doorways to the unknown Spiral outtakes from beyond Gray monsters exit the gates Sanguine rain flowing down the thighs I struggle to separate realities Afraid to face the creatures Petrified to taste the blood Will the grand sea open to swallow my desolate despair? Angels fill the voids with laughter A demonic presence only meant to confuse An ideal intended for the weak Their pain permits eternal pleasure Like the thunder upon the mount Or the cross to the left Their anguish pacifying the illicit cravings of the flesh Their needle etching my veins Their whips enticing the lost The throne of light lay ahead Unborn temptations enter...

With all of the snow that has been blanketing us here in New Jersey, I was able to complete the first three Jersey Devil bottles. While, these differ from the prototype that made a frame to display my poem, The Devil Endures, they all have something different and unique in their make-up.  To me, these bottles, collected during a NJ Devil hunt in November 2009, are now a great token to remind people of what lurks in the Pine Barrons. The first bottle completed is decorated by liquid latex and has a horse-like or Baphomet-like head. The quote, "An unwanted son, Waiting quietly to pierce the darkness, Surviving to fracture the boundaries of reality, The cloven hooves, The chilling howl, Echoes of time not forgotten," from the poem The Devil Endures lines the front. The second bottle created has a rockabilly-like feel  and has a rendition of the classic Jersey Devil picture on  the fron with the famed quote from Mrs. Leeds, " If I have a...

Just found out that my poem Elisabeth, loosely based on the haunting at the Green Lady Cemetery has been picked up for publication in the April Issue of Whispering Spirits .

The great archfiend spoke Today we begin a new path A new world Not for the ordinary Not for the plain But, for the chosen ones Outcasts to some Feared by all I am your guide on this sacred journey Anno Satanas has begun Lord of light Lead us through the trying times Open your gates We are ready to receive you Before the idols we stand Preparing for communion Holding the dreams Vision Desires That makes us your disciples Together we unite To thrust the meek into the great chasm Leaders of the new generation of intolerance Respected in our communities Yet, imposing to the masses We speak of realities Unlike the blind populace We follow truths Not the archaic ramblings of the fabricated messiah We are all

Safe at last At least for the moment I am not sure for how long Or what we are up against Yet, the sanctity of this place sooths me Drowning the ghastly visions from my mind The house is dark Hopefully, it remains secure Only four of us survive Natalie failed to make it Her body defiled by the fowl demons that hunt us I remember the anguish in her eyes as she fell An anguish that turned to terror as they penetrated her voids The blood only seemed to invigorate them That and the oozing grey Are we the only ones? We can’t be Somewhere, someone else must be alive What could have caused the horrific torture? Created these maggot infested fiends The hands on the clock grow weary We can only last a little longer Our ammunition disappears with every passing second Luckily, we found their fatal flaw Ironic that their cravings mirror their demise Hurry board the windows I can hear them in the distance Their moans pierce the stillness of our surroundings Coming forth to exact their revenge ...

The faithful stand tall waiting for your arrival Even though their past sacrifices have only delivered misery Their pilgrimage for naught Subtle mysteries of collapse line the great hall Their chosen despised Immortality out of reach Another season has passed Another attempt at hand Will this be the one? The minions march to the cathedral has begun Their rhythmic chants echoing through the sky Filling the corridors with despair The sacrificial lamb is here Her beauty unmatched Her destiny unknown Candles burn upon the altar illuminating every curve Reflecting every bead Rivers of sweat stream down her back Shallow sounds of pleasure crack the haze The black prince one with the light Shadowy outlines tease the senses Tenderness felt in their movements Cries of her pain drown the flames Her fervor apparent The implements are in place Golden chalices catch the blood Screams pierce the soul The dagger runs deep severing the cord Anticipation builds among the m...

Alone in my room My dreams, my wilderness An ongoing battle with the unknown Stalking my every move Do you want to see? Arise, from this hallowed ground Take on the world Devils and Demons Men and Women Boys and Girls Searching for the truth Feel my hunger That illicit craving for flesh For blood For life The hunger grows You try to pull out You are stuck Caught up in a fight for your life With yourself, with your demons I can only watch As the night grows darker You see a dim light Your paradise at hand Lives flash Bodies connect Together at last The pain, the ecstasy A forbidden communion My darkest desire My minds close

I remember standing above you Playing witness to your pain How could you endure? The misery frozen in your eyes Beautiful daggers of despair that haunt me still The tranquility of the night echoes within me A surreal nightmare that will never end My heart cries out when I am alone Yet, I must silence the anguish Our secret must remain safe Or your sacrifice will be for naught At times, the remorse challenges my resolve Slicing through my soul Filling my void with darkness An unexplainable emptiness that wears on my façade Shredding the fabric of what was Destroying what could have been Or sadly, should have been The images remain so vivid A spiraling visage of my hopelessness The knife sliding across your throat The river of sadness that flowed from your veins The lone tear drying on your pale skin Although I am older now, my tears will never dry Just as my life will never be the same Our love was my foundation Shaping all that I was Who I am What I have become Deep inside the turmo...

Through the dying moonlight he appears Secret no more Death shudders The gates will open at six A pilgrimage awaits acceptance Their paths unknown, their crimes unforgiven Except for her The pale, naked beauty in front Entrancing the mass Angering the gods Her crimes meaningless to the righteous Their self deceit blinding them of the genius Soon, redemption will show the way The embers are lighted Her stake stands erect From the darkness, an angel appeared Tormenting the siren with flames of Dante Repent Repent and be saved The gathering tightens the noose Impales her upon the altar Gazing across the horizon, she cries out The flames caressing her subtle breast Her soul alive again At last, the baptism is complete The contract etched in stone Marking forever with her ashes The congregation falls silent The lord of darkness shares his embrace Welcoming one and all into his kingdom Their sacrifice was just His cravings fulfilled

The unknown regions of love The helpless feelings of life My desolate heart cries out Desires Trust Passages of unknown meaning I am helpless I come I run I hide Slowly time crawls Alone in the abyss I wonder Trapped in solitude You fill my head with love Desires Trust I reach for you The pain of reality takes hold Misunderstood Look Around Feel the unsettling persona? Hopeless Fear surrounds me Can you hear the clock? I can Tick-tock, tick-tock The pulse of the unknown What is out there? Or is it in my head The pain covers everything Trembling You’re gone I am alone again Who am I? A bitter taste touches my lips A hand takes my sight I can’t move Screams fill the air Can you hear me? Gone The darkness is here I am lost