Warm. (Series 7/8/9) Poems by Darren C. Demaree

 
WARM #7
 
 
I took a turn
into the outskirts
of the assumption
 
that each darkness
is a cool pool
waiting
 
for my warmth
& I got burned
many times
 
by the thick life
that never dies
in that world.
 
I left
whole years
in those places.
 
 
WARM #8
 
 
I look twice
at the pinch
of away
 
& away from
me. I am
taken by
 
how often
I long to be
the collision.
 
 
WARM #9
 
 
All over again,
I talked about birth
as flight,
 
but to take the air
& the wind
at the same time
 
takes maturity.
We crawl
though every inch
 
of the warm
cascade before
we ever look up.
 
We shake
for decades
after we stand.
 
 
Darren C. Demaree
 
“Darren is a dangerous dreamer, concocting love poems to his home state, and pastorals to his true love. But there’s always something more beneath the surface: sex and violence, villainy, mutilation, uneasy redemption and troubled ecstasy. These poems are pins pressed deep in the disfigured heart of America. They work a dark magic on the reader — they’re unsettling in necessary ways.” Christopher Michel
 
Darren-C.-Demaree
 
My poems have appeared, or are scheduled to appear in numerous magazines/journals, including the South Dakota Review, Meridian, The Louisville Review, Diagram, and the Colorado Review.
 
I am the author of “As We Refer To Our Bodies” (2013, 8th House), “Temporary Champions” (2014, Main Street Rag), “The Pony Governor” (2015, After the Pause Press), and “Not For Art Nor Prayer” (2015, 8th House). I am the Managing Editor of the Best of the Net Anthology.
 
I am currently living and writing in Columbus, Ohio with my wife and children.

 
 
 
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Whispering Noose. A Poem by Adam Levon Brown

 
 
The noose perches

above the mold

ridden door, waiting

for all to play

its game

of Thanatos
 
 

Swinging

pendulum

of fate’s

design
 
 

Slip knot

tied with

blistered

hands
 
 

Calling

to the

inner voice

to squelch

the remains

of a life

once celebrated
 
 

Rotting, festering

Heat fever dreams

of cooling dread
 
 

The dead await I
 
 
Adam Levon Brown (ii)
 
 
Adam Levon Brown is a poet and author residing in Eugene, Oregon. He has one published poetry book out, Musings of a Madman, which is a collection of poems made to enlighten and inspire the reader. Adam attributes his love of poetry to the many great poets he discovered in the school library during his formative years. He enjoys listening to political hip hop music and is a political activist himself.
 
 
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Stay Close. A Poem by Rehan Qayoom

 
Stay close to me
My killer, my cherished, stay close
The moment the night crawls
The black night crawls having drunk the blood of the heavens
Carrying a musk balm, carrying a diamond lancet
Arrives mourning laughing, singing
Arrives clinking the crimson anklets of pain
The moment when hearts drowned in bosoms
Begin searching the path of hands hidden in sleeves
In Anticipation
And the regression of wine too like children-sobbing
When the peevish agitated ocean doesn’t divert when diverted
When no precept is made when made
When nothing goes
The moment night crawls
The moment the dwindling, dreary, night crawls
Stay close
My killer, my cherished stay close to me

 
After Faiz
 
 
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Rehan Qayoom is a poet of English and Urdu, editor, translator and archivist, educated at Birkbeck College, University of London. He has featured in numerous literary publications and performed his work internationally. He has published 2 books of poetry and several works of prose.
 
 
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For Dylan Thomas. A Poem by Scott Hastie.

 
Given all we are born to
In this gorgeous sunlit bower,
Whatever bonds we forge,
Even as charmed infants,
Or the more teasing passions
We might uncover later
In this deliciously viscous,
Verdant world,
They all come from this.
 
Our chance of flesh and blood
And there’s no coming back
From that,
Nor should there be.
 
For any alternative
Would be impossibly dry,
Like dancing endlessly
With tattered ghosts
Decomposing
Before your very eyes;
The defeated drunk at the bar,
A broken hearted
Chalice of dreams,
As dry as dust…
 
God knows though!
Tis precisely
Such a luscious procession
Of fruitful opportunity
That keeps us aglow.
 
So, as one long,
Lazy summer’s day
Chases on another,
Let us indulge ourselves
As kings and queens of the moment.
 
Quaff deeply of all that is on offer
And in loving increments
Fill our vessel to the brim.
 
And surely,
Better by far to live like this?
As if without a care,
In good faith too,
Whilst our spirits are still eager
And bodies abundantly charged.
 
Knowing that when these,
Our glorious days
Have been and gone,
Then to sleep contentedly
With angels
Is all we could ever wish for.

 
 
Scott Hastie Poet
 
 
Scott Hastie is a successful British born poet and writer, who has been has been commercially published in the UK for over twenty years now. He currently has seven titles in print, including a novel and three collections of poetry. In recent years, the spiritual tone in his maturing poetic voice is starting to draw increasing acclaim from a worldwide audience, especially in the U.S. India & the Middle East.
 
 
Scheduled for global release, in both e & print editions this September, Angel Voices which includes featured poem ‘Graced” is by far his most substantial collection of poetry to date, featuring over 40 brand new poems never before seen, either in print or on the net. This title builds much more on the mature poetic voice that first began to emerge in Scott’s previous title Meditations and also features ALL readers recent favourites, as showcased on his popular website. For much more info, some spectacular advance reviews for Angel Voices , , as well as pre-pub order options , also go to www.scotthastie.com
 
 
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