Midnight's End

By Sean Mc Shane

On another plain of existance, you may be right . . .

That's when I hear her so clear
              wicked words at Midnight's End
with our shadows on stand by
               holding the silohette of a dead friend

Ushered into the clearing of Nowhere
               where wedding vows are buried so deep
take the Nightmare World by storm
               slaughtered by what lurks in my sleep

And what makes it even better
               she had no idea about the real fire
she walked thru a million doors
               and no situation ever seemed dire

Sick how it all comes out that fast
               complicating an otherwise quick kill
and it's more than shapes in the window
               the Netherworld's looking for a new thrill

Catching our scent on the four winds
              tracking us thru warm wet lust
can't hold the instincts at bay
              can't wish away a lack of trust

Becareful not to choke on the new air
               that comes with your new world
where the gods shit broken dreams
               and flush memories now swirled

Stranger outlook comes with a gray dawn
                clockworks running hard in reverse
stopping on the one side to help
                then come the visions of a black hearse

Rock 'n Roll has dug many colorful graves
               dead in the head from musical light
came to see how deep my hole will be
               and if I need to get on in it tonight . . .


































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Copyright 2012 Sean Mc Shane
Published on Friday, May 11, 2012.     Filed under: "Poetry"

Author's Note:

. . . had to 'Irish-up' the coffee a wee bit . . .
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  • A former member wrote: This was very good. I loved it.

  • Sean Mc Shane On Monday, August 27, 2012, Sean Mc Shane (615)By person wrote:

    Thanks Lil, I'm glad ya dig it. Til next time -

  • dwells On Monday, May 14, 2012, dwells (4288)By person wrote:

    "Can't wish away a lack of trust" that whole stanza was especially powerful to me, when people put their own shortcomings onto others perhaps. Really enjoyed the groove this put me in, thanks Sean!

  • Sean Mc Shane On Monday, May 14, 2012, Sean Mc Shane (615)By person wrote:

    Thanks, d. Trust is a hell of a thing. Should be 100%, but never is. And I'm glad you're in the groove. And thanks again for the B-Mark. Always a igh honor. later -

  • Magdalena On Sunday, May 13, 2012, Magdalena (616)By person wrote:

    How did I miss this one..... Wonderful as always Sean, the imagery is divine and coffee is my favourite addiction, never tried it with an Irish lilt.... A great write. :)

  • Sean Mc Shane On Sunday, May 13, 2012, Sean Mc Shane (615)By person wrote:

    Thanks, M. Irish coffee is awesome. Picks you up quick and puts ya back down hard. Thanks again. Til then -

  • Magdalena On Sunday, May 13, 2012, Magdalena (616)By person wrote:

    Now is that me that you're picking up and putting back down hard, or would that be the effects of the coffee? ;) Lol.

  • FadedBlues On Friday, May 11, 2012, FadedBlues (2172)By person wrote:

    ..I see a portrayal of clear visions & abstract visions...spinning in a cyclone...& yes, intoxicating...

  • Sean Mc Shane On Sunday, May 13, 2012, Sean Mc Shane (615)By person wrote:

    Thanks, FB. And with all that going on, I never spilled a drop. Thanks for the cool comps. Always cool. Later -

  • Devilish On Friday, May 11, 2012, Devilish (2662)By person wrote:

    I came bak to read this well because the whole thing roked.. you have an unbelievable fucking rhythm .. is it the same in the sack?. im wondering if you could move to the beat of me while im moving to the beat of you when i read... sorry...lol. im a lil perverted. Scholar

  • Sean Mc Shane On Sunday, May 13, 2012, Sean Mc Shane (615)By person wrote:

    Thanks again, Dev. And yes, recent scientific studies have proved that my 'fucking' rhythm is equal to, but not greater than, my 'writing' rhythm. Many notebooks and sex dolls paid the ultimate price for this sensative information. Til next time -

  • Carmina Gitana On Friday, May 11, 2012, Carmina Gitana (152)By person wrote:

    You know they got one hell of a band . . . and this is a hell of a poem :) Love the line about "gods shit out broken dreams" - crude, but perfect here.

  • Sean Mc Shane On Sunday, May 13, 2012, Sean Mc Shane (615)By person wrote:

    Yes they do, and that is a great song. Thanks, CG.

  • Devilish On Friday, May 11, 2012, Devilish (2662)By person wrote:

    One more for the road..lol. you are so worth the read!!! Scholar

  • Sean Mc Shane On Sunday, May 13, 2012, Sean Mc Shane (615)By person wrote:

    One for the road ? How 'bout one for me ? Thanks again, D.

  • Devilish On Friday, May 11, 2012, Devilish (2662)By person wrote:

    Waaaaaaaahooooooooooo!!!! I want what your having.. and you had to get on it tonight!! What did you get on baby!! get on me.. get on me.. get on me!!! Hell yeah sean.. feed me.. how sick it all comes so fast! rock me tonight! Scholar

  • Sean Mc Shane On Sunday, May 13, 2012, Sean Mc Shane (615)By person wrote:

    Thanks, my horny lil Devil(ish). You got me so riled up I forget what I got on. Til next time -


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