Tonight I am posting several poems I have been working on. Some are finished and some are not. Some of them are good and some, well, some are piss poor in my opinion... but happy reading away.


And the dogs of chasm
Brought down dark shadows
Across the world,
Chasing a phantom,
An apparition without a face.

And the wings of ravens sounding
A lonesome drum, beating
To an ancient time,
Swoop across the sky
Calling out his name.

And the dark days went by
Leaving nothing for hope
Only the onslaught of blood shed
In the name of the HOLY
Or maybe the INSANE...
Renee H. 5/15/04


Beneath the ashes
She walks up there
Never resting
The haunted, haunting
A past, a present...
Where the veil
Between worlds is vague...
She walks up there...
Haunted and forlorn.
Despair her companion
Unable to forget the
Torture of the flame
Driven to maddness
By its devilsh dance...
She walks up there
Beneath the ashes
Waiting for an absolution...

Renee H. 5/15/04


The fate of the lady hangs precariously....

Just upon the best hour...
The witching hour
The lady of lost shadows
Hushes her mournful cries
For silence is a healer,
A lover, to some...
An enemy.
She gives way, breaking
Through to the other side
Watching herself as though
Her essence was held inside
A spinning globe of smoky glass...
Allowing the passage of time
To whisper pass.. as though a dream

Renee H 5/16/04