http://www.writerscafe.org/Denberg The original writings of author Dennis Shanaberg en-us Copyright 2013 Aresta Enterprise LLC 1369560178 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 melancholy tree puns http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Denberg/1175728/ The populace v. the Presidents! http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Denberg/1167610/ 1, & 2, & 3, &--Four thousand degreesAt the heart of meThis is the end of everything you’ve ever seen.Run in all directions.Oh--This destructionWill be greater than anything you’ve ever dreamed.I can barely breathe.My brow, it perspires.I.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Denberg/1167600/ Wordplay Everybody... http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Denberg/1153652/ I am a poet.  I am a madmanWith a musketFiring off my rounds of soundInto the stormy seas.Like a pirateTaking over lost ideasLike the falling mastsOf forgotten shipsAnd making them my own.Because nothing is truly mineJust something known from other minds.That hav.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Denberg/1152174/ an apology and a promise http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Denberg/1150361/ On Old Friends... http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Denberg/1105991/ You tried to kill me, but I’m still alive--Your poor failed little homicide.You hoped that I might just up and die-Your precious bloody valentine.I told the truth, but it counted for naught,But then I even failed with lies.You looked in the mirror, asked me what I tho.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Denberg/1071998/ Because poems with Wizard of Oz imagery aren't cliched at all http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Denberg/1070028/ The mouse stroked crumbs from his furry grey pate.Claws from dark paws cleaned up the meal that he ate.The wind blew with gusts, carrying heavy leaves.The mouse shivered on as the cold air would breathe.His paws plodded through the frozen soil and dirtAs he moved ever on in.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Denberg/1065441/ The wind took me by the coatThat I’d worn to keep out the cold--It swept me down the avenueAlong with anything that it could hold.Water fell in diagonalsPiercing us into puddles.The world was hazy in those streamsThe view is now ever muddled.I find myself sing.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Denberg/1060174/ My phone was getting low on storage space, so I had to delete all the items from my over-used NotePad app.  In this purging, I discovered several small gems of lyricism.  They are presented thusly:Man of many hats, but I wear none of them._____________Sharpened stic.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Denberg/1057451/ From brutality to fatality--Let them take it all.Silver fillings from my gums.Let them pass me upFeet from aboveKick my hands from rungs.They are playing for keeps.There is nothing left for me.Every bet I tend to lose.They’ve taken every move I would ever ch.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Denberg/1051203/ Forget the false floor in the foyerI’d find myself a far better lawyerBecause I know everything you do,And now I am coming after you.I know every corner you cut n’ fake.Oh-the heavy toll I will take.You always have to pay the price.You all always thought I.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Denberg/1051199/ Shards.We are each and every one of us broken.  Shattered by messy happenstance, mangled by the hands of time.  Not one person comes out unscathed, each donning a blanket of scars.  We are nothing but pieces of ourselves as we slowly fall apart.  We are nothin.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Denberg/1047881/ She always searches for shadows even when it is sunny out.She shouts the glass ain’t full after she has already drank it down.She hates how she’s all alone, but she pushes out everyone she meets.She says she wishes they wouldn’t go away, but she verbal tazes e.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Denberg/1041780/ A cry. A scream.The mist. The sheen. Island alone, as waves crash with gathered debris.A shout -- Aloud.The dark. The Sound.LightHouse cuts through, as ships crash now blindly aground.Port of inneffectitivity is what he had come to mean.His friends and fiends were now lost and cast to sea.He ha.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Denberg/1035447/ an unspoken dialogue between myself and anyone I meet http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Denberg/1021850/ This is a test of the emergency broadcast system.I repeat--  I repeat--This is a test of the emergency broadcast system.Not a test.  Not a test.This is a test of the emergency broadcast system.I repeat--  I repeat--This is a test of the emergency broadcast .. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Denberg/1021848/ An older poem I found while cleaning http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Denberg/1021844/ Dramatically, Emphatically, She cried of Miracles of Malevolence.Brilliant Sunshine That Burned with Harsh Light.A pardon given that still called for recompense.The beautiful Sunset that always gave rise to night. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Denberg/1021832/ Move me to the mountains.They inspired me once again.There are too many places that I haven’t been.Take me to where the earth may bend.The end of the world.The edge of time.Give me control of bothOr at least of my mind.I’d frequent far off places if I coul.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Denberg/1021831/ Burn the candle at both endsTill the wick you lit is long since gone.Messages your mouth will sendFull of tired words that you said all wrong!Rings round your eyes in bad shades--Bruises from the fists of this long life.You say you'll live tomorrow,As you survive today on the blade of a knife. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Denberg/1021815/ I wish to whine about the loss of my mind,Although I must ask, was it ever truly mine?Were these thought just things I foundTo which I'm now forever bound?Tides will change when the moon goes by.Filled with shame cuz my mind has died.Sanity is just accepting the f*****g lie.Oh--I have lost my mind. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Denberg/1021814/ A poem that's a picture... http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Denberg/1021813/ After over a year, here's chapter two. Be sure to read chapter one first. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Denberg/1019104/ A song that's not a song, but rather an experiment that fails at experimenting that is all about experimentation http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Denberg/1006711/ Another heart in my hands--(oh--the) plans of mice and men; I squeeze too hard.Always bow to their demands.(I’m) lynching all their love; Chests stabbed with shards.I am a one man massacreStabbing the heart of her and her and her.It’s not what I would ever choose.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Denberg/1006700/ SUNRISE!                  ...morningI’ve survived another night.i am ALIVEI love the dark, but the sun makes me thrive.an Evening Primrose bathed in Morning Glory.           &n.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Denberg/1006692/ the high and the mighty cannot exact change until at last they join the ones down below http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Denberg/1006683/ We are hydrogen;And we are oxygen;A pinch of some carbonWith a few other things stirred in.The same ingredientsJust combined with varied intentionTossed into the worldWithout destinied directions.We are all the same,But we are each our own--Parts torn from the w.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Denberg/1001755/ Video of me Reading Some Poetry at a Local Event http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Denberg/998272/ For a contest... http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Denberg/987674/ So done with this same old s**t.Might be a different day, but it never quits--Cuz I never quit, no always too scaredAnd that fear has gotten me absolutely nowhere.You cannot change your own situation,Not when you’re on self-instated probation.Too sca.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Denberg/982864/ Let's change this static earth. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Denberg/974129/ A short little song about cliched jilted love and that type of crap. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Denberg/974098/ Writers, they're all insane. As the writer of this one, I suppose I might be included. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Denberg/973784/ A love song using baseball analogies. Why? Because I can http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Denberg/970905/ Time compresses upon itselfAs the earth begins to implode.Seconds tick with troubled beatsAs you lose the places you have ever known.Death is always present.Life is ever near.It’s the things you do in the betweenThat show that you were here.A piece of meltin.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Denberg/964158/ Some words were saidAnd those things were done,But that’s in the past.Yeah, those days are gone.I am someone elseAnd you’ve changed the same.Who I am todayOh-I can’t complain.But now we’re all alone--Alone and apart.Don’t need to star.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Denberg/957226/ There’s a light on in a dark placeAnd I know now that it’s your face.You’re a beacon.  You’re my lighthouse.You’re the only kind of bright out.So, burn it all away.Burn and cast awayAll fear.My dear,We will make it.We will find a w.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Denberg/949704/ A Song About the Possibilites that the Arrival of Springtime Sings http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Denberg/947048/ It's a crap game where only blame and lies are cast.Find purpose.  We'll whine and dine and die at last.And you'll find a chairSomewhere of which you weren't awareAt a table with everyone you'd ever meet.It's a banquet with everything you'd want to eat.And I sit at the headAnd you realize you m.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Denberg/946393/ Alcohol makes everything better.The rooms getting hotter and her desire is wetter.I can tell from how she wears that dressThat she doesn’t mind the occasional uninvited guests.Alcohol makes everything easyUntil you wake up and the sun makes you see.The bed you made..... http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Denberg/946387/ Your betrayal I felt to the marrow of my bones.Now and forever standing f*****g all alone.I’ve got so much love in my heart and no one to give it to.I hope all this s**t was somehow worth it all to you.If I’d’ve know this’d be how it’d end, I n.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Denberg/946382/ Succubus, How you sucked me dry. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Denberg/946104/ The complexities of a hero who finds he's not the one. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Denberg/942446/ Let yourselves out http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Denberg/942431/ With oodles of noodles, the whole kit and kaboodle... http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Denberg/890696/ Dear Darling, I said I was gonna be famous,But if I can’t, then I’ll sure be infamous.My Darling, you know that it’d be their loss,But I’m gonna make it at any cost.Call the cops and stop the presses.I’m know I’m gonna get myself on TV.What I’m doing is anyo.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Denberg/889523/