Dark Poems

Children, I come back today
To tell you a story of the long dark way
That I had to climb, that I had to know
In order that the race might live and grow.
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Carnal apple, Woman filled, burning moon,
dark smell of seaweed, crush of mud and light,
what secret knowledge is clasped between your pillars?
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Birds singing
in the dark
—Rainy dawn.
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As I came to the edge of the woods,
Thrush music - hark!
Now if it was dusk outside,
Inside it was dark.
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The dark wings of night enfolded the city upon which Nature had spread a pure white garment of snow; and men deserted the streets for their houses in search of warmth, while the north wind probed in contemplation of laying waste the gardens...
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We shall not always plant while others reap
The golden increment of bursting fruit,
Not always countenance, abject and mute,
That lesser men should hold their brothers cheap;
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I am afraid, oh I am so afraid!
The cold black fear is clutching me to-night
As long ago when they would take the light
And leave the little child who would have prayed,
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Preludium

The shadowy Daughter of Urthona stood before red Orc,
When fourteen suns had faintly journey'd o'er his dark abode:
His food she brought in iron baskets, his drink in cups of iron:
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He whom I enclose with my name is weeping in this dungeon.
I am ever busy building this wall all around; and as this wall goes up into
the sky day by day I lose sight of my true being in its dark shadow.
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"Dark eyes are dearer far
Than those that mock the hyacinthine bell."

Blue! 'Tis the life of heaven,—the domain
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Written at the old home in Portland

The day is cold, and dark, and dreary;
It rains,and the wind is never weary;
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As bronze may be much beautified
By lying in the dark damp soil,
So men who fade in dust of warfare fade
Fairer, and sorrow blooms their soul.
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Woke up suddenly thinking I heard crying.
Rushed through the dark house.
Stopped, remembering. Stood looking
out at bright moonlight on concrete.
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Oh city, whom grey stormy hands have sown,
With restless drift, scarce broken now of any,
Out of the dark thy windows dim and many
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Hills of silver plate,
grey heights, dark red rocks
through which the Duero bends
its crossbow arc
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In the village they call her the dark girl
but to me she is the flower Krishnakali
On a cloudy day in a field
I saw the dark girl's dark gazelle-eyes.
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There's a black hole
In my consciousness
I feel less whole
Diminishing
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The baby bat
Screamed out in fright,
'Turn on the dark,
I'm afraid of the light.'
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This Girl In The Dark
Has a beautiful face without a name
And a beautiful smile to hide the pain
This Girl In the Dark
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When sad and sombre,
I turn to you, Dark Daughter,
When pensive and grief-laden!
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What it is dark, let it be,
Let it be dark
As haven't you heard,
Heard,
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A walk in the park
Is not a walk in the dark
The dark is the dark
Things happen in the dark
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blood red rose spread heart bloomed in passions
each petal blood red dark caught eye in life pulse
each petal blood red dark caught eye in web intrigues
each petal blood red dark danced among sharp thorns
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What it is dark, let it be,
Let it be dark
As haven't you heard,
Heard,
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Dark daughter,
Dark you,
Dark the world,
The myths of Creation.
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The Saga of The Dark Daughter
The dark daughter smiling
In the dark hamlets
Oblivious of her nondescript fate,
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Epitaph for a Palestinian Child
by Michael R. Burch

I lived as best I could, and then I died.
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What it is dark,
Let it be,
Dark is dark.
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Enjoying the dark dark days.


Leaves all gone, in the dark dark days.
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