Photo and words © Debbie Berk
The Balancing Act of the Unbalanced
The Balancing Act of the Unbalanced I stand teetering at the edge of the abyss divided I am half sorrow and half bliss fully mad a monster unmasked stumbling while my shadows only laugh whispering to the voices speaking back “just let go” yet I am still holding even as I feel myself fall…
Skeletons in the Closet, the Clearing
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The Cursed
Creative image created using the effects and images within the editing apps on my ipad Poem © Debbie Berk The Cursed The curse of blood the darkness of love a bitter soul I am the hardened heart of endless night forever growing old unable to quiet the curse too deep in my bones so deep…
Dark Valentine
My dark distant, melancholy dreamer raven on your shoulder and the night muse whispering in your ear as the moon beckons pick up your quill reach deep into the ghost of your longing, wake and break the spell of your enchanted sleepers open the scar, deep as the grave keeper of the heart and a never…
Why So Dark?
because the night is dark the world is dark and darkness is dark because life and love has been dark and left me alone too many nights a hostage in a tiny dark room dark as my heart and I am broke and broken as the dark of my darkness unable to afford the ransom…
Butterfly
Fly leave darkness far behind, kiss the ghosts goodbye Fly Butterfly, fly and I’ll see you on the other side of this death. new flesh so do not cry but Fly Butterfly, fly on these dying wings of hope to new life reaching high so just fly, yes Fly keep flying my…
To Feed The Dead
Reaching into the abyss reaching back with fingertips stained black as the night of this lost soul searching the shadows of the dark for a warm beating heart only to return all the more cold all the more empty and my restless ghost all the more hungry © Debbie Berk
Shiver
The dawn cracks light breaks me open again in the winter of your love as you touch me like the cold hold me shatter my soul enter as you leave me inside out all shadow and alone empty me ’til I return to the memory of whole in the darkness of a season to…
Of War And Prophecy
Darkness will fall and all our days gone as cities and histories will burn at the edge of days that will not keep us from slipping into the depravity of a bloody abyss filled like an endless pit of futures forsaken, forgotten by the wind and the rain unable to remember our tears as we…
Drifter
from a darkened past into an even darker future and the days once moving way too slow now moving much too fast and I cannot stop to catch my breath, cannot pull it back from the approaching claws of death ©Debbie Berk 2016 debbieberk.com
