Read Poetry: MONSTER, by Jeff Bardeau


Genres: fear, anger, horror, death, rage, torture, destruction, bloody, screaming

The demons that haunt me
Linger in my dark to flaunt me.
Speaking in whispers to taunt me.
Eating my life from within to gaunt me.
From their souls I can not hide.
I have lost myself with them inside.
All I have left are the memories those who have died.
“ If only I could have helped them be safe!
From my bad self that waits inside!”
“You are so weak and pathetic you fool!
You know you can not stop me!”
“Why can’t you leave me alone?
And take your darkest deeds and thoughts away!”
“Such a whining child, no back bone!
I have wonderful plans and I so enjoy my craft!”
I smile when they begged and cried.
I can not stop what I need to do.
My hands are guided to see it all through.
I laughed as their lives began to bleed and unscrew.
I am looking for another to play with, could it be you?
I despised all the human greedy desires and bloated vanity.
You might think I am crazy
Or that I live in a world full of insanity.
But that is okay with me
Because I am your worst fear.
A screaming image you can not escape from.
Because I am what your nightmares are made of.
The bogeyman that visits you in the dark.
The shadow that always seems to follow you.
Or the whispering voice behind you.
Yes, I am all of these things and much, much more.
You see, I am your monster!

Jeff Bardeau August 30, 2017

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After the War, Poetry by Miriam Beza

 Genre: Family, Love, War

Sunday, April 27, 2014 MVB

After the war

He was six when he arrived- a refugee among the many.

At least he had his mother

A London grey, wet, full of blasts

Like old man’s teeth with empty gaps

At least he went to school.

A Church of England girl’s school.

The boys’ school lie there in a pile of rabble.

At least he made a friend

And found a cat.

It looked so hungry and he took it home

His mother said it was a she, her coat was black

The paws were white He called her ‘Socks.

At least she had a name now.

The war was over, the party had died down.

At least the mother’s lover went.

And dad, he only knew from stories came.

A stranger troubled by bad dreams

He said they had to go and start afresh.

Go home and leave the cat and friends



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Get to know the poet:

What is the theme of your poem?

The state of America

What motivated you to write this poem?

The state of America

How long have you been writing poetry?

Since high school

If you could have dinner with one person (dead or alive), who would that be?

The Dalai Lama

What influenced you to submit to have your poetry performed by a professional actor?

Seemed like a good idea at the time

Do you write other works? scripts? Short Stories? Etc..?

Short stories, creative nonfiction, novel, prize-winning poet and former journalist

What is your passion in life?

Pretty much given up on people; to bring as much beauty, laughter, and light into the world as i can!