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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required [ For Contest : Ghost of Frankenstein Sponsor : Tom Woody submitted: 9/5/25 ] Many starry nights I lay in my wooden cabin next to your sanctuary waiting for whisperings from your past, wisdom words I wrote odes about a nurturing grey wrinkled body smelling of hay overripe fruit transferring images about your life into quilts in dead of blue nights your babes stumbled, not knowing where Mum’s attention had drifted your Consciousness on my bed sinking lovable weight instead I hugged your trunk as you narrated crossing Alps, Hannibal’s right-hand Chief of Staff, when snowstorms hit his army fast massaging velvet ears as you described Kuruksetra battlefield marches adorned with golden headgear, leading Arjuna’s onslaught for Justice, hailed by Krishna’s conch shell what you omitted to storytell was an incarnation as Woolly Mammoth too traumatic how human companionship turned to onslaught, chasing ornamental tusks I sensed inner turmoil about your hair ripped for hearth rugs, cruel betrayal frolicking in snow, dancing with snowflakes sunk two-leggeds lost connection with Heart dystopia ascending with Kali Era her hydra head chaotic rearing God knew it was time to change weather, geology, fauna, flora evil that humans unleashed marbled Patterns of Dark or Age of Quarrel like clockwork a descent was on cards again in Age of Enlightenment your intuition of unfinished business with those created in His image Darkness had not fulfilled its revolution a curious Divine prerogative to be fine combed on laboratory tables gloriously they succeeded with Most High’s permission He smiled in knowingness an ace up His sleeve my nocturnal elephant-soul to tread fields of unfamiliar weather two layered coat insane, no icy wind to contain, curly whorly tusks an unnecessary must no need for superfluous distinctive musk bust an unusual patch of mean sheen at base of Mammoth’s spine magnetised my observation aghast drew back I from sight there caroused a cohort of prehistoric viral vamps scientists had not seen to wean natural queenly quarks of Grace’s wrath, this His maverick ace what He had not fully ordained in unfolding of human brain He was Supreme, they had to know, in all curiosity dreams a way to accede no overstepping creative powers with idle scientific showers in think-tank bowers Matriarch stepped out of my cedar cabin prehistoric hairy version in tow one disappearing back to babes another backstepped into Ice Age timeline saged Woolly momentarily returned to forgive human race
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