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Consuming Darkness
by David J Delaney → (All Poetry by David J Delaney)
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This one is not my usual style, I read an article about a man who went down this road, so I put my thoughts on paper.

 

          Consuming Darkness
 
Dead leaves wash away with accompanying rain,
winds blow along this dark, lonely lane
Why did I do it, why cause so much pain
I can’t go on.
 
Winter’s always the worst time you see,
my life changed that day you left me
Never forget how I drove you to that tragedy
You’re always on my mind.
 
So happy, so in love, totally inseparable,
always laughing, always smiling, always loveable
Supporting me, guiding me, my rock, unmovable
Even rocks crumble.
 
Started with one drink, gradually becoming more,
you could see this demon eating my very core
I couldn’t see the heartache, the worry you bore
Blinded by my need.
 
Consuming darkness within, I started my abusing,
shocked in the mornings, noticing your bruising
This downward spiral, my life’s so confusing
Needing more, can’t stop.
 
Staying with me hoping to see change,
too far gone, this life I could not exchange
Satan’s power over me seemed pre-arranged
Falling deeper into darkness.
 
Losing friends, losing dreams, losing my wife,
bottles of pills, finally you took your life
Crying pain, like my heart’s been sliced by a knife
You’re gone, you’re gone, I’m lost.
 
Living in this laneway, your memories I keep,
brown paper bag, empty bottle lay at my feet
Fluttering eyelids, hazy mind, body feels weak
Slipping, slipping away.
 
My treasured love soon we’ll be together again,
oozing life, my blood flows toward the drain
Like dead leaves wash away with accompanying rain
Finally to be with you.
 
 
David J Delaney
16/05/2008     (c)

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Reviewed by David Delaney
Reviewed on August 25, 2011
Thank you every one for your wonderful & encouraging comments.

Reviewed by Kalikiano Kalei
Reviewed on July 15, 2011
Very powerfully crafted, David. Ordinary, everyday human experience is, after all symbolic props, landscapes, backdrops and conveniently congruent allusions have been dropped, the ultimate Greek tragedy. Hope, love, aspirations, beliefs and projected meanings are often all that keep the flimsy fabric of our lives sewn together, thanks to the cursed blessing (blessed curse?) of reasoning that our species has been endowed with. As each of these emotionally buoyant supports drop away with the accumulation of age and experience of this sad world we inhabit (for whatever reasons), we are increasingly left alone with our thoughts and reflections, however devastating they may be. Think of the human brain, with its hardwired nexus of neural feedback sensations as that of an insane monkey, left gibbering violently and meaninglessly on the brink of a steep abyss as the sun sets. It isn't a pretty thought, but attempting to blur the intensity of that unfathomable emotional solitude of a soul that is bereft of 'rational' and spiritual guidance is what local anaesthesia (read: ETOH and substance abuse) of the heart and mind is all about, isn't it? This is a most stark and evocative recitation and one I greatly appreciate as a vividly communicative vehicle for some of the most intense feelings a mortal person may harbour.
Aloha mai e, Kalikiano

Reviewed by Kathleen McDonald
Reviewed on October 22, 2008
Such a tragic write and all too often true. Being a counselor I see many women that are abused and their husbands that have done this to them while drunk. I wish more of these people would seek help and try to change their lives instead of losing all because of their addictionn to alcohol. A very good write and one that will open some peoples eyes.
hugs
Kathy Lynn

Reviewed by Regis Auffray
Reviewed on September 25, 2008
Tragic. Yet not such an uncommone theme in this chaotic world/life. Thanks for sharing this compelling write, David. Love and peace,

Regis

Reviewed by Randy Camp
Reviewed on September 24, 2008
Sorry very deep,so....Thank you brother...Write On

Reviewed by Bonnie May
Reviewed on September 18, 2008
Oh David, this is so heartwrenching and so needless. Your heartbreaking poems in a beautiful flow of sad words and blood. Very talented writer my friend. I will have this one in memory a long time. Love, Bonnie

Reviewed by Felix Perry
Reviewed on September 16, 2008
Stark and frightening but a sharp look at the reality of life...demons haunt us all.

Fee

Reviewed by Liana Margiva
Reviewed on September 16, 2008
Wonderful!!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva

Reviewed by Stuart McCallum
Reviewed on September 15, 2008
Dave,
You are a truly gifted poet whichever style you write. Consuming darkness is a deeply powerful yet disturbing write.

Dave, you are indeed the real deal--terrific stuff.
Stuart

Reviewed on September 15, 2008
David,

Powerfully penned emotion; a dark road many find themselves on. Well done.

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.

Reviewed by John Flanagan
Reviewed on September 15, 2008
Strong threads of feeling, David, flowing well right through...much as Axilea has just said. It's very good indeed.
John

Reviewed by Axilea MU
Reviewed on September 15, 2008
Good narrative poetry, the emotion flows from beginning to end.

Axilea

Reviewed by Karen Palumbo
Reviewed on September 15, 2008
Wow, such deep profound guilt and sadness to have over taken this soul of a man...

Be always safe,
Karen

Reviewed by George Carroll
Reviewed on September 15, 2008
The tragedy of addiction and how it effects the one we love.

Reviewed by Sandy Shepard
Reviewed on September 15, 2008
David, this may not be your usual style, but this is amazing. I felt that man's pain and helplessness with every step he took. A terribly sad poem, but very well written. This is extremely good!

Reviewed by Charlie
Reviewed on September 15, 2008
Very enjoyable rhythm and rhyme-- I love the short line at the end of each segment, reiterating, reverberating, and stimulating, my hungry mind...

Since it's not your usual style, I shall read on... --Charlie


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