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A Clerihew

Submitted by Alex Tanner on Thu, 2024-01-18 10:37

Dame Judi Dench
Never sat on a bench
To learn her lines
She said bed was just fine.

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A Ghostly Voyage

Submitted by RoseBlack on Tue, 2024-01-16 22:09

Skies of slate, fog seeping in,
wrapping around lonley branches in veils of sadness.
An owl's screech heard in the distance.
Followed by a gentle beat, a break in the madness.

Barefoot and alone, stepping silently
through my wooded prison,
following the notes as they echoed,
caressing the new found freedom that has risen.

The ship stood waiting, a site to behold.
Black flag beckoning in the breeze, calling me home.
The sea rocked in rhythm as the sound grew louder,
when suddenly he appeared; my heart did shudder.

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A Toast

Submitted by RoseBlack on Tue, 2024-01-16 17:10

To the happy couple,
I'd like to wish you well,
but alas can only hope
both rot in hell.

To her and her alone,
you don't know me,
but saw it fit, to lie and trick.
May you choke on his d***!

And as for him, where to start.
This pain feels like someone
ripped out my heart, stabbing me
in the back with a poison dart.

Karma is a dish best served cold,
I wish you all you deserve.
While I'm out living life,
and you're chasing something stale and old.

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Haunting Me...

Submitted by Geezer on Tue, 2024-01-16 15:01

Unexplained whispers
creaking in the floors
Ghostly sighs and rattles
of the knobs upon the doors

Could it be the house is weary?
All these lives it's had to bear
from dancing in the bedroom
to shrieking, pulling hair

I think that I can hear them,
thoughts telling me to listen
I've heard them many nights
alone, out in the kitchen

The 'fridge' grumbles to itself
as I shut the open door
"I just want a sandwich,
that and nothing more"

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Leaving On A Train

Submitted by RoseBlack on Wed, 2024-01-10 23:30

Destination anywhere,
frozen tears pierce my skin,
as a bitter wind slaps my face.
Much like the memories of you and this place.

Passersby, in ghostly form,
not really here but not really gone.
The train rolls in, like storm clouds in the sky.
I've never been so glad to say goodbye.

The conductor, in his broken down attire,
bids me good day as I board his vessel.
One way ticket to parts unknown,
no turning back once the whistle has blown.

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LOVERS DANCE

Submitted by Alex Tanner on Tue, 2024-01-09 11:09

They skip, they leap, they dance, they fly
Till on their lovers breast they lie,
Up again once more they prance
You may not give a second glance.

As Autumn into Winter flows
Winds pick up and start to blow,
Choose myriad colours from the trees
And start the ball of Autumn leaves.

Do you not watch them as they fly?
From one love to another hie,
While we dance life's eternal waltz
Then like the leaves we end the course.

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My Superhero

Submitted by RoseBlack on Sun, 2024-01-07 22:29

He wears not a cape of red or gold,
but a shoddy cloak of black and hood.
Sickle in hand, banging on the floor.
A bony finger beckons me, once more.

Hypnotized by the eyes beneath the cover,
Falling in line with every jagged breath,
rhythmically two stepping into his grasp.
Skeletal hands I clasped until death

And as the world around me went black,
my soul weakened as we left,
time was slipping so fast, I was safe at last.
Safe at last...safe at last.

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Haunted House

Submitted by RoseBlack on Sat, 2024-01-06 16:37

Within the darkest hour,
of the darkest night,
whispers creep through the crevices,
bringing devastating truths to light.

Floor boards creak,
from unseen feet.
Colorless lips rasp in spite,
giving way to an invisible fight.

Secrets kept, to mourn in silence.
Slip through the cracks
while others pull the knife
in and out of your back.

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Are You Going to Heaven?...

Submitted by Geezer on Fri, 2024-01-05 17:49

Are you sure?
For only $29.99 a month, we can guarantee
you a spot in the Emerald Green Valley,
a resting spot described as Heaven!

Care free, you can lay about with no worries;
no mowing, shoveling snow or litter.
Fresh flags for veterans, and mourners for the friendless!
We take pleasure in making your stay here a pleasant one.

Our employees will take care of your every need
and will wake you on the day of ressurrection
providing testimony as to your worthiness
to make sure that you aren't left behind

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Your Full Moon...

Submitted by Geezer on Wed, 2024-01-03 11:44

In the darkness, I can see a light
though I'm not supposed to look
Pale white it shines at a distance
at thought of it, I'm shook

Full moon; I cannot help it
the draw of you like a flame
A moth am I, all fired up
I try thinking of my name

Your story has me mesmerized
the pain you've had to take
I want to hold and comfort you
But, too soon your last mistake

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