By Fred Forse She spelled out ‘help me’ In her Alphabetti Spaghetti; A simple plea in a rich, red gravy. He ate her words. #darkpoetsclub

By Debarati Bhattacharyya Transformed from skin to skeleton They hound the dreams of the colourful city Their screams race into the...

By KAD Seven days have straggled by  since the passing of his wife. His soul is anguished. His world is vanquished. He lost hope, his...

By Leo Smith Up in knotted branches, where kin twist & turn, A breeze dances through, a whisper soft yet stern. The leaves grow bloody,...

By Philip Berry Summer nights, we sipped nitrogen with porous friends    Watched leaves un-fist at dawn lucent green vs the tactility of...

By J. R. Roland An empty confessional booth watches as they condemn our love to the lake of fire, taking from the same lake to light...

By Audrey Waterhouse I've been ghost hunting your French exit. And I don't swear on bibles anymore But I talk about you like my memory’s...

By Savannah Smyth The thought of being unwound, Scares me less, Than being forever bound.   Stuck together like a parasitic twin- Our...

By Mark McDonnell a twitch as she and I ease together   her involuntary twist to avoid   another man rising from a grave   unmarked...

By Lou Harris Blank expression Where do you go? That place so dark   Not with reality A demon deep inside Tunnelled vision   Haunted eyes...

By Bellatrix Facades, filters Covers for our ugly Monstrous keepers of putrid lies Fake gestures Horrid and hollow compliments that break...

By Richard Dean No pain in the act, like that old song used to say Not like this  pain – the kind that comes from remembering Remembering...

By Tina Andrews Moody, nasty mind, angry viper tongue Sweating pores, beads of wet run Heady, Bleeding, dark red clots  Streaming...

By Ellen Thea exquisite   individual   shimmering   slices   vibrating light   dust glimmer dance   the newness the nowness   each moment...

By Brain Wolf We are just ghosts - haunting each other’s houses   Moving misery around like ancient furniture #darkpoetsclub

By Clare Marsh teenagers leap off the harbour wall to loud music and shouted dares   on a rising tide sea swells temperature plummets...

By Dr G Familiar vastness, paths well known as trees have grown. Mapless navigating landscape, existence. Compressed reminiscences...

By Mark O'Neill Yesterday I was 16, Today I'm 26, Tomorrow I'll be twice as old, And the day after that I'll call quits, The should...

By Seamus Kelly The first bombs were launched through the “aye” lobby   And unaware, the soon to be victims, continued their brief...

By Kezza G He’s alone. She’s gone. To the ever after Slipped under the crumbs thrown on the coffin, thrown to the birds,   The robin,...