My Damned Pen

The black penumbra grows

rising, rising, rising

greying forms its shadow

pages turn unclear

misled me from the light

penetrating screams are near

begs a blood curdling plea

from where I do not know

“before I’m bound, free me”


Pensive were my thoughts

trudging, trudging, trudging

to the mire my shoes brought

it’s written “I was here”

the scribe of evil’s night

rending through night’s fear

I am searching for  her life

was she calling out my doom?

innocent, I am now in doubt

blood merged before this moon


Pensive are the times

extra, extra, extra

read me between the lines

misled by moon’s eclipse

body slumps, I cannot stand

listless I wait for someone

her pendant in vacant hand

I’m judged and by dawn hung

seemingly torn and  cursed

the last chimes have been rung


Pendulum cold doth sway

left ,right ,right, left

endless sound so fey

will it never stop

no end to futile strife

tickings  mark life’s blot

pending seconds of my life

swing to rope’s end

a hanging part of speech

death’s  letter’s do portend


Penitent begs to live

“father, father, father

my transgressions please forgive”

echoes in my pent up mind

reams cast a shudder

save this memory and bind

“unjust” will this history suffer

last thing that I heard

a gasp , then

steel sharp against the word


Pen away my life

scribble, scribble, scribble

black against parched white

penult is lead etched

no sensible jot or tiddle

telling of  penury’s wretch

timeless life once seemed

inking just a fool’s dream

hark, someone else’s screams

~ Leslie Moon

© Copyright 2013 Leslie Moon. All Rights Reserved.

24 thoughts on “My Damned Pen

  1. Nice poem. I loved your word choice for the ‘pen’ effect and the rhyming scheme. Difficult to do, but very nicely done. Thanks for sharing!


  2. Lovely poem, moondustwriter. My favorite words are:

    ‘Pen away my life

    scribble, scribble, scribble

    black against parched white’

    So very true. You caught the cadence of emotion perfectly!



  3. Wow, Leslie! I have to commend you for being able to ‘play’ (as you put it) with your words so well. I find poetry the hardest form to write as the specific scheme I am working on always traps me, but you do it with ease – and quite a bit of grace. I think I’ve read this six or seven times now and based on the moment I’m reading, have a different impression skittering through my mind each time. This one made me think quite a bit. Its beautifully constructed, and your use of ‘pen’ is extremely clever!! Very nicely done – she who thought she didn’t have a dark side! 😉


  4. I always look forward to your poetry here, Leslie. You perfectly capture the relationship between beauty and horror, which I find so appealing. Thank you for sharing!


  5. Leslie, it seems you slip further into the dark abyss with every ‘penned’ offering to the Damned. ‘My Damned Pen’ was superb; as others have stated before me, your use of the ‘pen’ is quite clever without obstructing your poem’s flow.

    Your choice of verbiage, as usual, is spot on. You’ve given your poem such elegance, all the while maintaining that dark, brooding aspect of it. The beauty is that it will read differently to all experience it.

    Thank you for sharing with us, Leslie! Amazing as usual!!


    1. This, I have to admit, was a frolic with the pen and at one point I thought it might be too light- hearted for the damned
      Each of you in your own form of writing inspire not just me but many others. It is a challenge to go deeper and darker

      Thanks for the vision you have had for the Damned


    1. Chris first I thank you for your support of the Damned. Your work is exceptional – I’m always expectant of what lurks in your dark corners.
      I appreciate your encouragement
      I enjoyed putting the pen to paper for this poem


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