Dark Poetry, Volume 2: Gothic Twilight.: Dark Poetry, #2

By J J Ginty

Gothic Twilight is the first in a unique series of books portraying gothic poetry, by J J Ginty.

A portentous piece; taking one through the darker realms of infirmity & schizophrenia; seduction & possession; dreamscapes & apocalyptic visions; spectral hauntings & the accursed; forsaken love & self-murder; disembodied spirits & forgotten souls; lycanthropes, and of course ... vampires.

This is no ordinary piece, and serves as an excellent introduction for the series of books to follow; as this collection increasingly takes one deeper into the all-encompassing shadows of the dark, isolated, mysteriously disconcerting (yet provocatively beautiful) twilight dominion of the gothic.

• Language: English
• Publisher: J J Ginty
• Release date: Aug 10, 2017
• ISBN: 9781386795957

J J Ginty

J J Ginty is an eclectic writer who is indeed a poet by nature and selection; and beautifully exhibits his artistry through the composition of verse and prose. An author who could perhaps write about any theme in any place, in any time, or any space. Composing his work to suit almost any style, and almost any taste. Having a propensity towards the darker characteristics of life (and death); whether they'd be real or surreal; natural or unnatural (supernatural); normal or paranormal; ordinary or extraordinary. It would be difficult to sum J J Ginty up as a writer; but for now, at least, it shall be said ... he is a writer/poet who has crafted his style to articulate the Dark and the Gothic.

Book preview

NIGHT TERRORS

Waking up – frozen

Unable to move

Hardly able to breathe

Cannot move the limbs

In vain, trying to move those limbs,

fingers, eyes – anything at all.

Cannot move

Cannot – dare not.

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Mobilizing one’s mind

To escort the icy, terrorized eyes

Towards that which is unknown

To be manifesting ...

At the foot of the bed ... or,

By the window

Perhaps, tonight,

It will be guarding the doorway?

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Night Terrors – yes, that’s what this is.

Sleep Paralysis – as the therapist always says.

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Then breathe ... why don’t you?

Why can’t you?

Breathe,

Breathe

Goddamn you ... Breathe!

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A gasp and a cry

Turning ... to face the spectre

From under the false security

of a thick, clammy duvet.

Clearing, focusing,

Adrenalized – dilated eyes ...

To see, ... to see,