May 2012
2 posts
Sanity Deprived
Hopeful spirits
and mesmerizing beauty
alleviate the ill tempered one.
Malicious minds
and bastard acts
set to stump
the kamikaze hearts.
Lunacy strung
from bad intentions
and cowards convey
their scornful tongues.
Far from bliss
and left deprived
in a shit, sheltered life.
- Denis Doiron
4 tags
Delta King Blues
Kings of the delta sorrows, turned to dulcet sound, rooted into are hearts and into are souls. Robert Johnson sang of crossroad torment, forsaken by strangers passing in the hours of the night, as he started sinkin’ down. J. L. Hooker’ s sweet taste of ” Whiskey and Wimmen’ “, sent a great euphonic sound to my ears, as I lifted my glass to take another drink of...
January 2012
5 posts
I’ d rather be hated for the right reasons then be hated for the wrong ones.
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Three or Four Sheets to the Wind
A portrait on a porceline pisser
target practice for the drunken eyes.
Foot prints place on solid ground
by feeble legs, hung by swaying limbs.
The savage soul turns weary and fragile
as I crawl out of the bottle,
a swollen mouth stained
from perpetual benders
and lips dry out from spiteful thirst.
Shook from a cavernous mind
a fatal step towards an insipid life.
Tinted eyes in yonder...
4 tags
Barroom Black Hearts
Hollowed out by
hald, hearted, harlots
left stung and sunken
into a beer, bottle, bliss.
Speak shameful words
of knowleged carnal
and dry hump the hours
as they fall into my glass.
Blood curdles
as silvery tongues pierce
the still beating hearts.
Pistoled smiles
hang on every word
as battered brows
and sunken lips
turn the feverish heads.
Tearing looks
from straining eyes
stain...
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Hopeless
Blinded from hound driven cycles of solitude.
Blinded by drink, drunk in slow consistency.
Blinded as mouths speak in malicious tongue.
Blinded in harsh time, led by sound mind.
Blinded by tokes of green blissful dream trips.
Blinded from lines tought of in past years.
Blinded by hopes of faithful ecstasy.
Blinded and tattered from cut cold comitments.
Blinded from dreams of youthful...
4 tags
Words from a Simple Mind
They cut my hours again
flesh for pay
pay for drink
and lots of lost time left behind.
A staggered, haggard
liquor drowned fool
left among empty bottles
strained and drained
by the passing hours.
The shadowed days
grow longer still
from staled, fallacious voices
tuned out by the absent ear.
Brooding over bastardly thirst
as laughter falls far from mind
coined cut lullabies
and...
November 2011
2 posts
3 tags
“I’ d rather dine with swine’ s, then feast with aristocratic...”
4 tags
Appetite
My Sexual Hunger grows
from a ravenous nature
lust, longing and solitude
an extensive fall off a steep cliff.
Bound for cutthroat commitments
and torn from suitable civility
leaning towards fabled mind set
found clocked in endless time.
Teetering between submission
and relentlessness, a forward
feel of self repression.
Hidden from ecstasy
and constricted by ideal life
fractured,...
September 2011
5 posts
4 tags
Serendipity Transcribed
Wandering eyes fall
on phantasmal beauty,
as seductive lips whisper
words of sweet euphoria.
Her eyes to fill the barren soul,
and benevolent smile to
radiate the darken days,
as her glances expel
the tired hours.
Spoken in lustful tongue,
as fingertips glide
across her body,
trembling ecstasy,
lay down to bed the night.
Warm in touch,
her cheeks glisten
like the brightest moon,
...
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Mirror
The mirror shows the man that is.
An aging man left not forgotten
through pitied eyes with sights unseen
left bloodied fists from battered walls.
A blistered tongue
rendered words unspoken.
The still narrow roads
leaves fading memories in the wind.
Twisted in the twisted mind
countless passing hours
falling from the stone washed days.
-Denis Doiron
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Rebel Writer
Poised as the poison pen
falling on the white canvas paper
letting flow the defying words
breaking boundaries
and shaking the minds
of the feebler ones.
Reclaim your stolen words
and voice them with a provoking tongue.
Drown out false ambitions
surrounding the half spoken truths
and set them in full.
Licensed thoughts echo through my head
revoked by restless poverty
memories like...
7 tags
Blinded Eyes
Foreign lips, fall upon rosy cheeks
as the still, blistered, hearts are washed
by sorrowed tears,
and words of false Romeos
leave naive Juliets, shadowed, shaped,
longing for a better tomorrow.
Sweet angelic smiles, fall frail to wounded
words spoken in whispers to the delicate ear,
shackled by foolish consequences
and lingering desires,
turned out by the passing time.
Sharpened...
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Blue Collar
Calloused hands
and sweat stung brows,
set from tempered cycles
held down
by languished time.
For family and pay,
the value of one man,
weighs heavy
on the hearts of babes.
Continuous time spent
busting knuckles in
sun blisterd days,
falling on ones knees
from a tidal strong path.
Hardship and worries,
Fade from mind
and plastered over
by self-drive and obligation
for the sake...