Poetry – Howling at The Void 2

Here are some more recent poems from my social medias. I am moving on from one of my accounts, so it is a good time to catch anything I might like to save. Such a long collection of poems will be an exception, right now it is part of the changes I am making.

I can see my writing developing. Hope you enjoy these.

Like with post 1, these poems are based on prompt words. Most of these are Tanka and I use the 5-7-5-7-7 syllable pattern. Warning, many of these were written for a horror theme, so read with some care.

Goblins and their ilk
are stealing way too much milk
from good honest folk!
– What do you mean? We honest!
Share your cow milk human fool!

#Goblinweek
26th January, 2023
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Escaping captors,
Scrambling through the town,
she tore the #leaflet
off every wall, every board.
Her likeness spread to the world.

9th June, 2023
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No tell motel of
rundown downtown nowhere hell.
I’m falling apart
same speed as the surroundings.
My cocoon, or maybe shell.

17th June, 2023
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Something so scary.
Something quite #temporary.
A phantom feeling.
Ethereal. Unappealing.
A nightmare hound, just staring

24th June, 2023
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I would rather sleep
than just lay here six feet deep.
I might need a spade.
Will you come in to my aid?
If I loudly cry and wail?

30th June, 2023
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Come here, take a look:
Pseudoscientific book!
Dusty volume, stuck,
behind the counter, what luck!
Illustrated, too. By.. you?!

I’m sorry, I am!
And truly, such a big fan.
Didn’t see you there.
I heard of you, so I’m here.
Don’t lock me in! Please, swear.

3rd July, 2023
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We had to be just
going around a #circle,
one nobody drew.
Carved into the ground by us
as we looked for a way out.

18th July, 2023
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Literary work,
Adapted painful secrets;
Too much truth in them.
A dangerous game, indeed.
Creeping to a tragic close.

21st July, 2023
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He had to draft it,
The warning letter, slowly.
Things kept getting lost.
As if the house protected
it’s secrets with enchantments.

21st July, 2023
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Ghosts and ghouls: Vanish!
You I am here to banish.
Your evil deeds done.
I give no mercy. Just none.
Heed my words, foul fiend be gone!

12th August, 2023
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Funeral lament,
a dirge, a cry, threnody.
Behold: tragedy!
Another pompous nothing.
The noise hides quiet scraping.

14th August, 2023
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Along murky tides
Alligator slowly slides
going for a dip.
In the mist it neatly hides
Like a deadly old ghost ship.

15th August, 2023
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Subdermal larvae,
words enough to make you scream
Like in a bad dream.
Itching, scratching, scathing thoughts.
Burning need to wake up, now!

15th August, 2023
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Dark tendrils of smoke
rising from the distant shore.
Drums announcing war.
Not a scarier message
than the menace they thus spoke.

16th August, 2023
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“High value target”
a timid man on tv
called the outcome now.
People in protective gear
were not shown, digging deeper.

18th August, 2023
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They can never find
The most important treasures.
Unrecognisable ones.
Satisfied grunt, spade hits wood.
But this all is just for show.

18th August, 2023
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You must not create
a negative work ethic.
As you just berate
Some of us as pathetic.
While other ghosts seethe jealous.

20th August, 2023
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The click before strike,
So loud in the dark Midnight.
Heart jumping, breath caught.
Counting with the old cuckoo.
The stillness returns, painful.

26th August, 2023
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Heart racing, urgent,
dangerous shadows chasing,
lonely soul casing;
as ghosts and demons see us.
Hold onto your precious core.

26th August, 2023
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Scratched knee, like chipped paint.
Running on rough ground until
Legs give up on me.
Looking back the view pulses.
Like evil might breath me down.

28th August, 2023
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Once buried alive,
her ghost has a lot to do.
They thought this was it,
but shall feel differently.
Any moment now, they’ll know.

29th August, 2023
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Cooking up the brine
for a fancy man of mine.
All that he deserves
added to these fine preserves.
Keep him for his looks devine.

31st August, 2023
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Sewing needle prick,
Little hair spinning to yarn.
Just a naughty trick.
Blood drop makes the magic work.
Knots give it the directions.

1st September, 2023
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The forge of nightmares
with black stone and fire lit;
— sparks flying from it
stands at the edge of nothing.
Subconscious shared memory.

2nd September, 2023
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She leans cracked elbows
against a mossy stone fence.
The madness came back.
She understands why she’s here.
But it’s just a storage place.

5th September, 2023
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On the bridge of sighs
a body quietly lies.
Fountain of blood gone.
Everything now is so still.
By a murderous cruel will.

7th September, 2023
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Down the Throat of a
broken machine, piece by piece
Feeding it with grit.
Down and down to the stomach.
Soot and heat, a coughing pit.

7th September, 2023
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Golden bells ringing,
such tintinnabulation.
North wind is bringing
warnings of tribulation.
Beware, prepare your nation.

9th September, 2023
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The moonless, skyless
underground lair full of stars,
no; eyes! Everywhere!
Blinking as I work and rest.
As I try dig my way out.

10th September, 2023
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Moonless dark night sky.
Sparks like electrocution
in an old movie
fly to the air with menace.
Angering demonic roar.

11th September, 2023
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Sleepless nights, restless
Staring at the walls, alone.
Counting seconds, days.
Slivers of light and shadow
create tired ghost stories.

12th September, 2023
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Hearing things at night.
Echoes of a distant moan,
Fox screams, a cat fight.
Sharp, cruel imagination.
Jagged edge of severed bone?

13th September, 2023
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Connection, touch.
Buttons.
Look in the eyes.

#7wordspoet
16th September, 2023
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In his very prime
Found a xanthous golden eye
Lost in coat of rime,
And of course he would just try
To see what he could thus spy.

20th September, 2023
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Trying to find it,
navigate out of these halls,
calm down your breathing.
Refusing to think too much.
Walls repeating means nothing.

21st September, 2023
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Howling wolves sound lost,
in the same mist we travel.
Eerie shades and wind
make the night lonelier.
Alone even in a pack.

21st September, 2023
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Dark blood oasis,
heinous fiend
lapping.

#HorrorInSix
23rd September, 2023
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Staggering in sand,
hungry like a heinous fiend,
he desperately coughs.
Looking for an oasis,
a place away from sorrow.

23rd September, 2023
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Suddenly, she went
from a fragile confused ghoul
to a strong woman.
Screaming her banshee heart out,
her anger raging freely.

19th October, 2023