Pale as the flowers of the night (Poem)
Pale as the flowers of the night, / Silent in the dark. / Full of mystery and seduction. / When the harsh glare fades / And the world falls…
As I walk the streets of night alone, I wonder.
To the known ends we are (WARNING! Deep Poem)
Excited as Doom giving a toast –“To inevitable pain! / Lest the poor wake to think …
ribs like / bare branches / swinging in the / arctic breeze / rattling / shaking / glistening / with frost
There are many sides to me.
Poem 2 of The Alchemy Series: Holding up Worlds
It is no wonder / you carry the weight of the world / on your back— / if the sky were falling, / you’d raise up your arms / to hold it, to…
Comfort, and safety --- / SHATTERED ~~~~ / Wave
i went to kill a spider
I went to kill a spider that hung deadly in my shed. / my hand hovered over her, but before i struck a thought entered my head. / if i kill…
The dark shadow creeps slowly / Across the wooden floor / Slower and slower it gets as / it heads towards the door. / Clothed in a cape fl…
Cinderella sitting in the ashes / counting bones and tears
[cool wall of death]
With my ear pressed against / the cool wall of death, / a hugging calm / settles over my body. / You all stand around / looking / full of f…
A name echoing / In the halls / Of lost hope and / Buried fantasies
Dark Eyed Questions
The Gift / He offered me touch / I took his hands and lips / He desired tenderness / I gave my eyes and mouth / His black pools / Careened…
Tragic as an abbatoir
Ode to the Moon
Oh Moon, my Moon, / tripping the sky, / slash me with thy wicked tongue— / teach me, make me fly! / Oh Moon, my Moon, / with thy burn…
Where I lay
Life is like a glass hand / Never moving, often sharp / A solid crest on which I spin / Directionless and fast / Holding back deep-seeded f…
Mapping a Life
yearning for the light / as darkness descends / grabbing the edge of nothing / with a long drop dawning
The dark wood – The concrete stream
And so i creep through the darkened forest, treading carefully, / Tree branches lay on mulchy earth, leaves above like a sea of green,
Just a little poem I wrote for my piece Tea Time / No big deal….lol. :P / “time for tea” / my sweet twin breathed to…
Big mouth never closes, / gulping air to chew the words— / hole in my face gapes open, / a nest of chattering birds. / Spittle runs b…
She waits for him / by the door / with great anticipation / for a dark kiss / She knows the danger / of receiving the kiss / could destro…
The leafs begin to leave the trees,
sleep never comes sweetly
Last night the moon fell at my feet / Making disaster complete / A sign of total defeat / Last night the moon committed suicide / Leaving b…
When I fall asleep and awake alone: / This is darkness. Impenetrable darkness.
A damp blanket / Cold and stifling / Mossy mould thriving / Its Roots growing deeper / Into the soft tissue
And it is written…
…where only the elite shall remain under their rule…
groping in the dark
we cannot force reality, we cannot take the pain nor change what is / except by being there, to witness what is shown – / to care.
Come With Me
Come with me… run with me / Kill with me, have… fun with me / Burn with me… and turn with me… / Into something they can never be
“Dark Night Of The Soul” (Poem)
All images are © Copyright Rosa Cobos 2009 . All rights reserved / *I have remained in my own night.. / “Dark Night of the Soul”…
The Enchantress’s Confession
This heart’s not meant for man / Nor beast, if truth be told
The blood pulsating through my veins is giving this illusion that I’m alive / But in my mind stirs the harsh reality that I’m d…
crude buffalo singing to the rough maned horse of wintertime, the sound of hooves / beating into the stone, that sweet damp perpetual night.
To the known ends we are (Same poem In First Per…
Excited as Doom giving a toast –“To inevitable pain! Lest / The poor wake to think …”
To Men of War
You keep running, but what are you running for? / You fight, but who are you fighting for? / You died, but who did you die for?
waiting in silence (poem)
sitting in the basement / is the elephant / I keep for remembering / that I am still here
*In the corridor of skeletal / carob trees, I sit waiting for you. / Their dark succulent fruit, / remind me of the secrets / held within y…
Shoulder to shoulder,swirled / With the crowd?
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