Ode to Krampus 2013

Open the front door you Gloomy Gus The chimney ain’t no place for Krampus Let others have their gifts and cheer Krampus brings you whips and fear Krampus will avenge you for a life so rough and punish those who think their tough Krampus feels your swollen tears and whips those bullies on their rears…

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Ode to Krampus

On Christmas eve some may hear the chime of a distant bell and others may hear a sweet Yule-time carol But, a few will hear the clatter of the cloven hooves of hell as their greed has put their mortal flesh at peril The Krampus stalks his prey this very night and He will mete out…

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Surviving the Zombie Apocalypse in Style

This is my entry for the Surviving the Zombie Apocalypse in Style contest at Topless Robot (link) ***UPDATE*** I lost the contest and didn’t even rate an Honorable mention. I guess zombies and lame poetry was a bad idea. Surviving the Zombie Apocalypse in Style Sonnet The most important part of my survival plan would be to…

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Colleen

My silver coins sounded like rain as they fell into the fortune-telling machine and my heart ached to solve the mystery of my missing dear Colleen. Huginn, why are you so mute, and Muninn, why are you so silent? Why was Colleen taken by that so cruel, malevolent, and violent? The mechanical swami whirled and…

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Red wine and rainwater

Behold the remains of some sweet Mother’s daughter, who was beguiled by a being with old-world charm. Like a lamb who was led to slaughter, she was ignorant of her impending harm. Now her remains decay among the rattlesnake weed. To the rest of the world, she is missing. Her fanged predator had to feed….

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Two-toed Tom

Deep in the swamps beneath the green spiky palm lived the legendary alligator called Two-Toed Tom. Some say he was a large gator and nothing more but the beast left a bloody swath in Florida filled with gore. The old-timers tell us of a red-eyed hell-demon curse, and it’s victim’s fortunes changed for the worse….

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Gothic Easter Sonnet

The ebon shade went hop hop hop it’s bloody maw dripped plop plop plop dispersing eggs of vile ichor hue his dark intent you misconstrue This seasonal surprise is no reward it’s fearsome panache is most abhorred pitch black pelt and glowing red eyes it’s gothic style you will surely despise Close your eyes and…

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Sonnet: The end is nigh

The end is nigh or so proclaim the ghostly crows. Cawing a goodbye as the hunters find anonymous repose. Though sought for, the phantoms remained elusive as did the specter of fortune and fame. Empty hands proved most conclusive and the darkness could not cloak their shame. What will be the fate of those who…

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A Drink With My Red-haired Gypsy Girl

Though the midnight wind howled in an unusual fashion, and I was clawed by cruel branches and burl. My heart pounded with fear and passion, and I struggled to find my red-haired gypsy girl. The moon was fat and the vast dark woods tore at my flesh. Despair gnawed at my soul and my vision…

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