Poetry Blogs (2019, evil)
Jason Zane on Memories of Mum and Dad (30 minutes ago)
Jason Zane on Haiku: False Witness (51 minutes ago)
Jason Zane on Confessions of a Diagnosed Manic (1 hour ago)
Jason Zane on The Tenor Improvises To The Soprano's Dismay (1 hour ago)
Hey there lonely girl,
what are you doing wandering around
these dark places?
Don’t you know that
evil lurks about?
The void is littered
with those who will use you,
scar your soul for eternity.
Listen to my pleas,
I’m begging on bended knees,
towards the light,
no matter how tempting
shadows may be.
Sunday 27th January 2019 5:51 am
"My how you've grown"
Said the kindly old dear.
"Last time I held you
you burped in my ear.
The truth of the matter
I just have to say
it's been twenty long years
since they put me away.
It's a long stretch of time
which I passed saving stamps
but that's what they gave me
for killing your Gramps.
I know you're an orphan
'cause I poisoned y...
Friday 18th January 2019 9:27 pm
I am going to do something completely out of spite
i know it's bad it makes me sad it's definetley not right
It's something inside me that takes over when i'm jealous
this certian urge causes me to become rebellious
I will regret this in the future and i will be sorry
as for now i'l do it proud and not have to worry
I apologise in advanced for this
You'll find out some day...
Saturday 17th February 2018 6:08 pm
Baggy trouser party I will vote for you!
Faded flowers, flowing emotions
Jumping over invisible cats
A stucco heron stalks a halting river
Three bags full, why three, why he, evil be
Evil wears many faces
Ginger Dorris offered peanuts
I bruise easily. My shelter is flimsy
And fragmented. It tastes of shallowed wounds
Sometimes it's a blessing
When a tra...
Tuesday 13th June 2017 11:12 am
Sometimes, there are no words. Yet all I have is words.
I Looked At Evil
I looked at Evil: it wore a suicide vest
My cause is just, it claimed
your murdered children my price
Kill me, and a thousand martyrs fall in behind
You cannot kill me, it smiled
for I am dead by a tug of this cord
You cannot kill me, Evil declared
You cannot buy me off
Tuesday 23rd May 2017 10:37 am
SULPHUR MAKES A GOOD SUPPER,
IT GOES WELL WITH A LIQUID LUNCH,
SOCIETY RATIONS OUR THOUGHTS JUST LIKE IT RATIONS PIECES OF BREAD,
WHAT'S THE PRICES OF OUR FACES?
WHAT'S THE PRICES OF OUR COFFINS WE ARE ALL DYING TO FIT INTO?
IF SULPHUR SEEPS MIGHTY DEEP IT IS ALMOST NEVER EXTRACTED,
WHAT SERVES AS OUR DISTRACTION INSTEAD OF PUFFING SULPHUR EVERY
MINUTE OF THE ...
Thursday 23rd June 2016 4:44 pm
The Marked Ones
Icicles stab like swords through my heart,
Enemies terrorize my mind,
Sanity slipping from the whole and the parts,
Time is elapsing,
The dream of salvation is lost in the storm,
Ugly dark angels beg to be born,
Uncage the black beast,
Warriors come running from distant lands,
Strength and composure ripp...
Thursday 23rd June 2016 4:13 pm
I'm going to tell you a story, which was genuinely one of the most terrifying moments of my life. I'd always been quite cynical about the idea of ghosts and demons and spiritualism, but this moment changed that for me and made me realise that actually, we are NOT alone in this world. Please, I know and understand the cynicism of most on this topic, but I can assure you that I have not invented any...
Monday 28th March 2016 10:45 pm
Lips: like cliché cartoon roses.
But open up my mouth,
Those lilies will - snap. - You. - Up.
Thorn in your side.
I think we used to fly with the bats,
The doves always ended up on our dinner table,
I told you it was chicken.
You choked me with Amen,
You squeezed me with your hand for grace,
For grace, from grace I fell
Down from the heaven...
Tuesday 22nd March 2016 3:05 pm
Breasts are something to be ashamed of, something to hide,
Yet something that a kid will suck on just to stay alive!
Something everyone once depended on once in their life
Yet something evil, something I must hide
A man's nipples are useless and yet just fine
The woman's are lewd tho to a hungry baby divine
To wear one layer of clothing!
A sin God forbid despite the sweltering heat
Friday 22nd May 2015 7:09 am
Daniel In The Hyena’s Den
his limbs break like sticks
and these protectors
he has no more dreams
only the lonely nights
locked in the room
where pain will come
with demon eyes.
see a thin child
but much less
Thursday 1st August 2013 10:55 am
Beware the shadow by the corner dark,
For there he waits for seven reasons sour,
His wicked tongue hath limitless remark,
Whilst therein seeking whom he may devour.
Be sober and be vigilant thy kin,
Thy adversary waits beneath the pyre,
Then walks about as proud as the lion,
To drag thy wayward souls towards the fire.
Thursday 25th July 2013 11:37 am
His dog craps in my garden
to the sound of metal rock.
His kids creep round my greenhouse
scrawling balls and giant cock.
His wife is bruised and beaten
all around the fucking clock.
His preferred weapon of choice
is to hurt and maim and shock.
Home from church on a Sunday,
he has a bonfire burning -
pitchforking rubber tyres
and dead meat that ...
Monday 25th February 2013 1:51 pm