The Darker Me ~ #Poetry ~ by @Tashtoo

After the week I put in, I can honestly say I need a drink! And we're not talking strawberry wine...so as the awesome Claudia takes the stage to host at the pub this evening, I have every intention of hiding in my dark corner with my spirit of choice (no pun intended) and losing myself in the fantastic poetry that is becoming the mainstay of OpenLinkNight. Today I'm offering up a fun, rhyming little write...because that's what I do best after spending way too much time in the real world! ;)  Poets! Welcome to dVerse! Let's have a read, shall we?

The Darker Me


Upon this heart where demons dance
Where magic holds your soul entranced
Within the darkness that is me
Swallowed by my mystery

A foolish girl, you took me for
But that, my love, will be no more
For it is you I seek today
Where I can let my demons play.

Don’t turn away, you wanted this
I heard your whisper, granted your wish
I showed you the “me”  I like to hide
There’s good reason she stays locked up inside.

But doubt you did, did not believe
And together we will surely grieve
You can’t take back what used to be
Now that you’ve seen this side of me.

So share my poison, share my pain
I promise you it won’t be in vain
For this is me, no lies, just truth
Witness these scars I wear as proof

That I’m not normal, I’m not quite right
I embrace monsters, I hide from light
No matter now, I’ve set her free
Welcome to the darker me.

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Pat Hatt said…
Oh you are scary, made me shed hair making me less hairy. The darker you has got to go, I don't want her to show..haha.

Very nice twist on the other side of yourself here at your shelf, all have more than one side and you take it in stride. That's a face it fact as I shed some light on your act.
September 27, 2011 at 4:19 PM
Unknown said…
Wonderful write, the rhyming and the darkness create a natural type of contrast- love rhyming used in dark. Which you do in a great way. Cheers
September 27, 2011 at 4:49 PM
Fireblossom said…
First, I want you to know that your comment on mine made my day! I was feeling blue and that made me perk big time.

Now for this bit of bitter chocolate...hmm, well, he should not have scoffed. Beneath the surface, there may be monsters and sirens, and they are ever so good at sorting the men from the boys and the wheat from the chaff.

Sings: all of me, why not take all of me...

Loved this.
September 27, 2011 at 5:14 PM
Uneven Stephen said…
Fantastic meter & rhyme, Natasha! Second to last stanza is my favorite, but this is a great write throughout. I love these lines best: "So share my poison, share my pain / I promise you it won’t be in vain".
September 27, 2011 at 5:15 PM
Steve King said…
This form and style is very musical--parts of it are Burns-like. The naive honesty of the speaker draws the reader in. There is light and dark in every heart, isn't there. I enjoyed this very much. The words have another dimension about them.
September 27, 2011 at 5:31 PM
Unknown said…
I like this take charge side of you. She should come out to play more often :)
September 27, 2011 at 5:32 PM
author.nara.malone said…
Smile. Love should set your demons free. Did he run?
September 27, 2011 at 5:53 PM
Claudia said…
hey...i'm getting a bit afraid of you tash....and you said you were blushing at my write...goodness....but you know what...? i would be all up for a glass of strawberry wine...smiles
September 27, 2011 at 6:05 PM
Daydreamertoo said…
We all have a dark side, it's what keeps us balanced, the centering of us and it's which side we allow to win. sometimes we need to dark side too.
A lovely, lovely write.
September 27, 2011 at 6:19 PM
Anonymous said…
You have a wonderfully way expressing. I seem to always enjoy your poems
September 27, 2011 at 6:31 PM
Anonymous said…
we all have a darker side, a more in charge side, it is good to embrace it sometimes :)

well done my friend
September 27, 2011 at 6:50 PM
Timoteo said…
Hope you'll continue to hold your darker side up to the light!
September 27, 2011 at 6:57 PM
Brendan said…
Hmmmm, sounds like we've been to the same dark house down under. Scary stuff down there -- but also wildly nourishing. Tell us more. - Brendan
September 27, 2011 at 7:27 PM
hedgewitch said…
You make the quatrains ring like a bell here--and each one has a buried nuggest of idea, image, intent, like the best bon bons have those liquer centers? The last two stanzas especially are my favorite flavor. I'd like the LARGE ten pound box, please.
September 27, 2011 at 8:17 PM
The Silver Fox said…
Hm. I wonder why so many assume that you -- I mean the real Natasha -- are the speaker in this poem? I wouldn't dare take that for granted.
September 27, 2011 at 8:19 PM
Brian Miller said…
nice...lets see the darker side...all about it...for a long time i hid from the dark within but a much richer life it is to embrace...intriguing tash....
September 27, 2011 at 8:29 PM
S.M. Abeles said…
"I'm not quite right" is so money. Very nice.
September 27, 2011 at 9:04 PM
Anonymous said…
Ha! Terrific!
September 27, 2011 at 9:49 PM
ayala said…
share my poison, share my pain...the darker side can be intriguing. Very nice.
September 27, 2011 at 10:13 PM
Baishali said…
oh this is lovely .... wonderful rhyme scheme ... a strange contrast to the dark theme.
September 28, 2011 at 12:19 AM
Mark Kerstetter said…
You do this rhyming thing really well. This really sings and by the final stanza I'm singing with you. Next time at the pub I'm having what you're having.
September 28, 2011 at 12:21 AM
Cathy Feaster said…
this had me smiling or smirking, this was terrific, the rhythm and the lines...enjoyable!!
September 28, 2011 at 12:43 AM
waysidewordgarden said…
Love the rhyme and musical feel. Nice write!
September 28, 2011 at 1:08 AM
Sheila said…
mwahahaha - awesome rhythm and rhyme, tash. and this could be my theme song...I was just telling someone this week that I don't think too many people can handle that side of me. nonetheless, it is there. Oh, and I responded to your comment about the pinball wizard song. i agree but couldn't bring myself to break any copyright legal mumbo-jumbo (smiles)
September 28, 2011 at 1:12 AM
Anonymous said…
Giving Pat some competition in the rhyming department this week, eh? Lovely work - light and rhythmic flow, in contrast to the dark tone and engagement.
September 28, 2011 at 2:18 AM
lynne said…
Ahhh... we all have that darker side hidden within.
great rhyming here ( I am horrible at it and admire when others can carry it off so well)
September 28, 2011 at 8:04 AM
Unknown said…
whoooo scary ...sure your a sweetheart ! loved this and believe all of us are made from different facets ....really enjoyed this thank you x
September 28, 2011 at 9:13 AM
Scarlet said…
It is nice to see and read the dark side of you...show us more, please :-)
September 28, 2011 at 9:44 AM
Jinksy said…
A rollicking rhyme of the darker side! LOL
September 28, 2011 at 10:14 AM
Anonymous said…
You're really planning to stop there...? C'mon Tash, want to know what happens next.. Really enjoyed the lilt and fun of the darker one...
September 28, 2011 at 12:11 PM
Aphrodite said…
Hi Natasha, darkness is such a good cover for pain, and there is so much of it in this poem. The poison is sweet, even though it kills.
September 28, 2011 at 1:35 PM
Ed Pilolla said…
this is one full-sized dark drink, and i threw it down.
i'm still tasting the flavor in my mouth as i write this.

thanks for your comment. i agree, of course. my soap box is your soap box:)
September 28, 2011 at 5:09 PM
Anonymous said…
Excellent rhyme going on here... as deep and dark and true as the song of these words. Very nice, Tashtoo ~
September 28, 2011 at 7:44 PM
Anonymous said…
OMG! That was so realistic.... Whoa! A man who is trapped in a corner by the ire of his woman can do only one thing: try to talk his way out of it. And as I read your poem in the back of my mind I was inventing excuses and little lies to win you back! OK! It's a guy thing..... But wow, you took me there Maryanne, er, I mean Pam, er, I mean Teresa, nope, I mean every woman who has ever had my butt roasting over a flame! Wow, great read Natahsa, this is a keeper.... :)
September 28, 2011 at 8:07 PM
Unknown said…
Love me, love my shadow. Truly wonderful write my friend. ~ Rose
September 28, 2011 at 10:34 PM
James Rainsford said…
Natasha, you now appear in a different quise, and most interesting too. Skillful and just a touch enigmatic. Loved it. James.
September 29, 2011 at 2:53 PM
Anonymous said…
Welcome.
September 29, 2011 at 3:12 PM
Joseph Hesch said…
Oh, I know that there lurks a demon Tasha within that Nova Scotia angel friend of mine. And you know how much I love to share your poison and your pain on these black pages.
September 30, 2011 at 12:09 AM
RMP said…
I have to say that after reading your intro I expected something upbeat and pleasant...something far from the dark piece you offered up so beautifully.

I feel like you crawled deep into the recesses of my mind and laid its contents bare. I'm not sure if I should take solace in knowing someone else out there feels the world as I do or sad to know that someone else feels the world as I do.

I had not intended to write for Meeting the Bar tonight over at the pub, but the way your words seemed to burrow into me lead me to join the festivities.

in case I didn't already say this...your poem was strikingly beautifully spun.
October 1, 2011 at 12:51 AM
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