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'I COUNT ALL THINGS AS LOSS'
A poem from my mini pamphlet, 'THE LIMINAL LIGHT OF THE NIGHT'. @hedgehogpress.co.uk
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#poemsaboutloss
#reflections
#darkpoets
#Beatles
#strippedback
'I COUNT ALL THINGS AS LOSS' a poem by Carmella de Keyser 'The Liminal Light of the Night' by Carmella de Keyser Carmella de Keyser holding her pamphlet.
May 27, 2025 at 8:21 AM
beyondtheonions.bsky.social
Dare to enter. Often dark, but never circumspect, turn the page as #author and #poet Ross McDermott takes you on a journey through the emotions and observations of his poet's heart and life. Be warned, "there be dragons."
#poetry #darkpoems #poetrybook #ebook #Skypoetry #booksky

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February 9, 2025 at 3:04 PM
sylvia-rose-books.bsky.social
✨ Coleridge never finished this haunting poem (much like Kubla Kahn, another "daemonic" work), though he always meant to. Personally I love it as is.

#christabel #samueltaylorcoleridge #poetry #darkpoetry #romanticpoets #darkpoems #medieval #coleridge
Christabel - A Daemonic Poem by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Christabel is one of my favorite poems by English Romantic poet Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1772 - 1834). Seduction, deception, wicked witchery, innocence lost, as Christabel meets a beautiful damsel in ...
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January 18, 2026 at 6:26 AM
oliversheppard.bsky.social
Got this neat trio of 1968 German books in—all of Georg Heym's poetry and plays. Really great art, photos, and fold-out scans of his correspondence, too. Superbly doomy poet of whom I’ve written elsewhere, died at age 24.
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#georgheym #germanexpressionism #darkpoems #darkpoetry
April 13, 2025 at 2:53 AM
freyapickard.bsky.social
#bookreview Orlam by @PJHarveyUK 5/5
Dark, grim and utterly fascinating
www.amazon.co.uk/review/R2RLC...
#poetry #pleaseshare #bookrecommendations #darkpoems
February 8, 2025 at 7:30 AM
ghostlytales.bsky.social
A nice review of my new book.

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#gothicpoetry #gothic #ghostpoetry #booksky #darkpoetry #darkpoems #deathpoetry #supernaturalpoetry #horrorpoetry
In the Ghost Hours captures in poems the diverse sentiments of death
In The Ghost Hours: A Volume of Gothic Verse , by Andi Brooks , (Kikui Press, 2026), is a slim volume of poetry that captures the many emo...
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April 25, 2026 at 8:20 AM
oliversheppard.bsky.social
First stanza of one of the 84 poems in The Funeral Colony.

#funeralcolony #thefuneralcolony #gothicliterature #gothicpoems #darkpoems #darkliterature #darkliterature #darkromanticism #horrorpoetry #horrorpoems
August 1, 2025 at 9:57 AM
oliversheppard.bsky.social
Something a little different, non-German Expressionist, at my Substack: A look at frustrated poet Joseph Kallinger, a serial killer in the 1970s.
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It’s here: is.gd/9P77rg
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nineburningvisions.substack.com/
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#josephkallinger #truecrime #serialkillers #darkpoems #darkpoetry
April 23, 2025 at 12:42 PM
oliversheppard.bsky.social
My new collection of verse, THE FUNERAL COLONY, can be bought here:
TheFuneralColony[dot]com

330 page, 84+ poemS. If you want to wait until Tues, July 28, I’ll have copies available on me to buy, can sign, etc., and you can buy one off me directly then.

#thefuneralcolony #darkpoetry #darkpoems
July 28, 2025 at 1:43 AM
oliversheppard.bsky.social
From my new collection of verse, THE FUNERAL COLONY.

It can be purchased here: TheFuneralColony.com

#thefuneralcolony #mywork #darkpoems #darkpoetry #weirdpoems #weirdpoetry #horrorpoetry #horrorpoems #gothichorror #gothicliterature #gothicpoems #gothicpoetry #oliversheppard
September 10, 2025 at 4:52 AM
oliversheppard.bsky.social
A preview from my new book, The Funeral Colony.

At my Substack here: bit.ly/3GxdGkB
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#thefuneralcolony #funeralcolony #darkpoems #gothicpoems #gothicpoetry #horrorpoems #horrorpoems #apocalypse #darkpoetry #eschaton #eschatalogy #eschatological #nihilnihil
July 18, 2025 at 9:05 AM
bloodmoon37.bsky.social
Come and join me in the darkness~

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#MLP #audiobooks #poemreadings #horror #darkpoems
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June 1, 2026 at 2:14 PM
josiahbhillaire.bsky.social
Three new #poems I wrote. #sadpoetry #sadpoems #darkpoems #poetryoftheday #poetryflow #poetryinmotion
December 6, 2024 at 3:10 AM
shawneee.bsky.social
#darkpoems #darkthoughts #thoughts #darkpoetry #surreal #myselfandi #inside

Tell me...
A surreal collage of abstract and distorted images in vivid reds, blues, and pinks. It includes close-ups of human faces, blurred portraits, and multiple human eyes embedded in swirling blue shapes. At the center, a side profile of a face is covered in a red-orange veil-like blur. Overlaid text reads: "What is in those gaps between myself and I."
August 13, 2025 at 3:47 PM
elizavellaart.bsky.social
The Vampires Dance Poem by Elizavella
In silver light, she softly sways
A shadow gliding through the haze
Her skin a pale, eternal glow,
A secret only night can know.
#darkfantasy #vampirewoman #dancing #fullmoon #graveyard #vampires #goths #vampiredancing #pinupgirlvampire #vampirepoems #darkpoems
September 10, 2025 at 2:36 PM
oliversheppard.bsky.social
Was lucky enough to finally get this collection of Kolmar’s poetry. German poet, related to (but not technically part of) the German Expressionist movement. (For some reason “adjacent to” is the way to say such a thing, du jour.)

#gertrudkolmar #darkpoetry #germanexpressionism #darkpoems
December 15, 2025 at 12:05 AM
llesher.bsky.social
Out Now:
Amazon US - www.amazon.com/dp/B0FTTBZ5SN

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#writersofinstagram #instapoetry
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#darkaesthetic #darkness #bleedingsoulpoetry #spilledink
#writingcommunity #poetryislife
#poetryisnotdead #micropoetry
October 31, 2025 at 4:19 PM
istdaskunst.eu
Today was really a nice and relaxing day 😌
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When Tomorrow Starts Without Me
YouTube video by UmaMu - Topic
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June 18, 2025 at 7:39 PM
oliversheppard.bsky.social
New post at my Substack about German-American poet Franz Werfel, featuring his nightmare-vision poem “The Ride” from the 1910s.

It’s at: tr.ee/Dm7PcN
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dammerung.substack.com

#franzwerfel #germanexpressionism #darkpoems
August 22, 2025 at 3:14 AM
oliversheppard.bsky.social
TheFuneralColony.com

This weekend I’m looking forward to working on putting together audio tracks for the audiobook version of The Funeral Colony! 🩶

#funeralcolony #darkpoetry #darkpoems #gothicpoetry #gothicpoems #weirdpoetry #horrorpoems #weirdpoems #horrorpoetry #oliversheppard #texaspoets #rip
August 9, 2025 at 10:44 AM
oliversheppard.bsky.social
My new collection of verse, THE FUNERAL COLONY, is out now. Link to purchase in comments.

My two poetry collections, Thirteen Nocturnes (2018) and The Funeral Colony (2025), are pictured.

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September 13, 2025 at 11:11 PM
oliversheppard.bsky.social
April is National Poetry Month. I recently picked up STYX, the 1901 collection of poems by #ElseLasker-Schüler, translated here by Mildred Faintly.
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I wrote about Lasker-Schüler on Substack not too long ago. That’s here:

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April 4, 2025 at 9:18 PM
azurelionprod.bsky.social
A reminder that I'm a dark/horror poet at heart and my verse frequently delves into the darkness.
Four of my best dark poems:
"Life is the Life",
"The Damnation of Daniel Brewster",
"What Greets Me at the End",
"Souls Adrift".
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Life is the Life by Richard H. Fay Roused from decades of sepulchral slumber By savage cannonades and rifle fire, Departing the dark comfort of my tomb, I roam a mad world ripped apart by war. Venturing forth like a smoky blue veil Wafting across this cratered countryside, Searching for the base essence of being, I am drawn to fields of lingering death. Drifting amidst battle-broken bodies, Ignoring agonizing cries of pain, Invisible to dimming mortal eyes, I harvest embers of vitality. Finding a suitably ravaged vessel, Sensing sustenance within battered flesh, I drain lifeblood to feed this hungry soul - A dying youth becomes my golden cup. Energies flow from spirit to spirit Fuelling my ethereal existence. Leaving behind the soldier's empty husk I retreat into deepening shadows Revitalized. (Originally published in The Monsters Next Door, Contest Issue 4.5, November 15, 2008.) The Damnation of Daniel Brewster by Richard H. Fay Decades of debauchery Erode both body and soul 'Til mortal becomes mere shade Devoid of substance and light. The living are like strangers As the dead draw all too near. Weary of this wretchedness, Searching for scraps of solace, Hoping to find warm comfort, Remembering kinder days, Daniel Brewster returns home To his old New Bedlam haunt. Time and neglect take their toll, Sapping life's pleasing lustre From forsaken roof and walls. Heavy feet climb creaking stairs, Sweaty hand turns rusted knob, Bent form enters crooked house. Seeking signs of simpler times With blackened heart beating hard, Daniel finds cobwebs and dust. Twilight's dimming glow snuffs out As strangely stirring shadows Ensnare him in choking gloom. By himself but not alone, Daniel faces his fell past. Throngs of cast-off lovers hold Never-born sons and daughters Snuggled against bloodied breasts While wrecked spirits wreak ruin. Knives reflect feral gleamings Of eyes glinting in the murk. Fey spectres chant together "Welcome back to New Bedlam, Welcome to your damnation," 'Til drowned out by endless screams. Originally published in The New Bedlam Project, Vol. 1 Issue 1, April 2009 What Greets Me at the End By Richard H. Fay My hedonistic life spent Revelling in mortal sins Leads to blood and twisted steel Smoking below a smashed rail. Blackness blots out the carnage While a grave chill dulls the pain. Stars flash before sightless eyes As a sense of falling yanks Consciousness back from the brink Of sweet, blissful nothingness. Down a tunnel I tumble Toward a glaring white light. Savage brightness engulfs all. Thoughts and feelings become lost In a hollow emptiness Until pale images add Familiar shapes and colours To the glimmering canvas. Songbirds twitter atop elms Lining an idyllic lane, While picket fences stand guard Around cheery verdant lawns. Friendly faces of my youth Blithely welcome me back home. Memories of simpler days Thaw my hypothermic heart. Eager fingers raise the latch Of a gladly recalled gate, But one touch triggers decay; Cold iron crumbles to dust. Colours run as shapes dissolve. Trees melt like burning tapers. Disturbed from their stately roosts, Great flocks raise a raucous din And transform into fell beasts Dimming the morbid grey sky. Uncertainty gives way to Dreadful realization As screaming souls soar above A lifeless lunar landscape. Old Scratch dressed in suit and tie Greets me with a crooked smile: "Welcome to Hell." (Originally published in the May 2011 Issue of Cover of Darkness.) Souls Adrift by Richard H. Fay We roam this world Mere shadows of life But faintly perceived By mortal kind. We stalk dark halls In derelict homes, Forsaken cast-offs Of yesteryear. We whisper words Never understood, Our voices muffled By death’s cruel hand. We enter dreams As pale reflections, Memories of flesh Long turned to dust. We crave strong hearts And warm, supple limbs, But find only bones And graveyard mould. We are legion, Wretched multitudes Ever united, Always alone. (Originally published in Fear and Trembling, April 8, 2010.)
June 17, 2025 at 6:54 PM
azurelionprod.bsky.social
More exciting poetry, with a dark bent..."Nightmares Fell My Fantasy" (in 2 parts) and "Never Ending Struggle" (in 2 parts).

Yes, these two do share a family resemblance.

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Nightmares Fell My Fantasy by Richard H. Fay Atop my tower of dreams Banners snap in warm spring winds And spires stretch toward blue sky. I spy pastoral vistas, Verdant hills and golden fields, Darkened by oncoming strife. A deathly grey pall descends Upon pleasant thoughts and scenes; Hell troubles this paradise. Choking smoke dims bloodied sun As village cot and crop burn And nightmares besiege these walls. Devilish war devices Batter battlements to dust While wheeled engines inch closer. Tall wooden belfries disgorge Legions of grotesque wretches Intent upon mad slaughter. A churning, monstrous rabble Overtakes ramparts ruined By storms of hellfire and stone. Bent hunchbacks bear rusted mail, Twisted hands hold wicked blades, Contorted mouths thirst for blood. Wave after sinister wave Of surging demons and fiends Wash over this breached fortress; All break before that black tide. Doomed defenders drown beneath A savage, murderous sea. 1 of 2 Noble knight and humble serf Find morbid equality Amongst the dismembered dead. Steaming gore stains defiled hall As devils gut this castle And strip my defences bare. Alone I confront vile ranks, Jeering hordes of dreadful beasts Spreading hateful destruction. My sword seeks bitter vengeance, Parting foul spirit from flesh, But soon they overwhelm me. Pounding fists dent burnished plate, Fanged jaws sever buckled straps, Ripping claws tear cloth of gold. Beaten and naked I lie, A great lord made sacrifice, Upon their makeshift altar. Celebrants chant hellish prayers, Imps dance a triumphant jig, Dark heralds proclaim my doom. Sharp blades thrust between bruised ribs, A knife's cruel edge cuts parched throat, Then blackness envelops all. Terror numbs the blinding pain. I tumble through a cold void Of my own fell creation. Swallowed by the pit I scream A soundless cry in the gloom 'Til dawn shatters that grim spell. Originally published May 2009 in the Scattered Verses, Moonlit Curses Horror Poetry Anthology. 2 of 2 Never Ending Struggle by Richard H. Fay Once darkness quells life's mad storms And daytime's turbulence dies, Sad eyes close, but sleep will come In fitful waves, if at all. Nighttime brings no real relief From raging conflicts refought In a bleakly drear dreamscape. While my wearied body rests, Legions of despised wretches Continue their grim assault Upon my beleaguered mind. They ride the backs of nightmares Into slumber's feral thoughts And besiege my troubled soul. Dankly dismal halls echo To the sound of angry words. Stern limestone towers crumble Beneath the terrible weight Of abuse and bitter lies. Sneering hordes clamber over My demolished defences. Burnished armour blazes red From the glimmering embers Of smouldering hopes and dreams. Brazen shield reflects the glow Of a thousand rabid eyes. Standing firm I draw my sword Against fell visions of hate. 1 of 2 Swarming across shattered walls Blaspheming and babbling throngs Of twisted grotesqueries Launch their chaotic attacks. Steel sings in the reeking air As I construct new ramparts From the bodies of my foes. Out of the bloody carnage Severed heads and limbs rejoin Torsos battered in the fray. Deathless remains rise again As wave after fiendish wave, Each more gruesome than the last, Throw themselves upon my blade. Leering faces dripping gore Mouth endless soundless curses While raw fingers stripped of flesh Rip at my harness and helm. Bony hands grasp tiring arms But I continue to fight, Holding my ground against all. Slowly the heinous tide ebbs, Withdrawing from withered lands, Departing through acrid smoke To dissolve into the murk. Battle subsides as day breaks Pale yet so poorly greeted, For real strife begins anew. (Originally published in Death Head Grin #39, October 2012.) 2 of 2
July 16, 2026 at 5:54 PM
dinoritax.bsky.social
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December 17, 2024 at 7:29 PM