Best Casper Poems
Welcome to your new home!
Tucked away in this lovely town of harmony
where tourists visit often
and our bears wander in society!
Please, make yourselves comfortable
feel free to settle in
should you have any questions
my numbers on this napkin.
Charming place
-cheap too!
We certainly lucked out
I knew I could count on you!
We hugged, laughed
unpacked our things
arranged furniture
and prepared for the evening.
The excitement beginning
our new life was real
yet a heavy air lurking
was strong and surreal.
What felt like walking through fog
congested by malice energy
I chose to ignore
for the sake of my sanity.
Months had passed
strength indeed-spirit grew.
Doors constantly slamming shut
items falling over
a good night sleep-next to none.
Anxious nights I spent awake
until this spirits final outbreak.
Alone at home on a winters night
I sat anxious and afraid.
3AM on the couch
watching the clock
slowly tick away.
It was then I heard-above my head
footsteps sluggishly dragging.
Loud and evident
across our bedroom
toward the hall-coming at me!
Could this be an intruder-I thought?
Or maybe a ghost?
The sound is too real
for me to sit and diagnose!
Out the door-in a hurry
I certainly did not stay to see
Off and away in my vehicle
felt safest to me.
Tired and terrified
I began to ask questions
who is this spirit
why hasn't it gone to heaven?
My husband gave-way
FINALLY
putting my "sanity" at bay- knowing all along.
HE- an anger charged blood
in a flowing stream of liquor
set forth a determined man.
Gripping his gun with tears in hand
to keep his children
in lieu of division.
Rise to fail
he would not stand
surrounded by sirens
-Our Home-
belted in confinement
he would not let them go.
Until his last shot
until his final blow.
Thereafter-we found a new home
no longer did I stay
in the shadow of- He
who took his own life
who dwells the house of dismay.
The house of sadness
the house- He lays.
March 20, 2016
Categories:
casper, fear, house, mystery, scary,
Form:
Narrative
As I sit and stare at the computer,
An image appeared makes me shudder,
An ugly humongous red-eyed monster,
Looking at me I wonder what it mutters.
As I sit and stare at the computer,
I grow hungrier and hungrier,
There is one enormous fish burger,
Looking at me with come hither.
As I sit and stare even longer,
Gosh! This time I see an image even bigger,
Of a Casper but absolutely fatter,
With all smile and cute laughter.
Oh! As I sit still and stare with disbelief,
Then something strikes me and I feel relief,
They are nothing more I must admit,
Of who else but none other the reflections of me.
Categories:
casper, funny, me, image, me,
Form:
Rhyme
Spooky the tuff Little Ghost liked to BOO,
Knew he was scarier than scary that’s true,
Enjoyed scaring people out of their wits,
Often did he do this, used to go on a blitz
Letting them think he was a bat out of hell,
Oh, come on, that’s why his comics sold so well.
Wore his black little doiby hat, looked so debonair,
His freckles gave him a look of attitude and flair.
Being from Brooklyn his accent was dissimilar,
So, his Derby hat he pronounced doiby,
And his girlfriend Pearl he called Poil.
But Spooky wasn’t all that bad like, ‘The Ghostly trio,’
He was a bit cocky though and did have an ego.
Poil pleaded with him not to scare
People, she had vivid red hair
And in it wore a black bow ooh la, la
She was pretty, other ghosts flirted with her, aha.
As for Casper the Friendly Ghost, he and
Spooky were cousins, Spooky constantly teased
His cousin that he was Mr nice guy to everyone
But Casper enjoyed making friends, a whole ton.
He was visible to humans but for them was still a ghost.
Casper leaves his uncles the ghostly trio who were morose,
And the cute ghost-child goes out into the world
To find friends, but be it animal or human he meets,
They all scream A GHOST, and run away, Casper
Was distraught and tried to commit suicide, not realizing
He was already dead, then quite amazingly,
Meets two children who take him to their mum,
Who reacts with fear, but then welcomes him to their home.
Mom sends the three to school with a kiss the next day,
Casper was as happy as a lark, and what more can I say,
He now looks like his friends, dressed and clothed
Like a human child – Casper this personable
Ghost was ecstatic,
His translucence accepted and no longer feared,
Casper to the whole world has become a cartoon
Character so endeared.
Information from internet Harvey Comics Database Wiki
Categories:
casper, girlfriend,
Form:
Free verse
There once was a lone, sad spirit
No one wanted to be near it
A witch named Wendy
Became quite friendly
Casper smiled that she did not fear it
*Casper the Friendly Ghost
Categories:
casper, children, fun, halloween, holiday,
Form:
Limerick
I see my darling
Why I have chosen to live here
For it is here I will be closer
To you and God and my family, dear.
Categories:
casper, devotion, faith, family,
Form:
Rhyme
Today while I was from home astray,
To the other side he passed away.
A month or more his pain he’d hid,
Quietly and gently awaiting what God bid.
Casper the Friendly Ghost I dubbed him.
A budgie rare with violet washed white trim.
This wee small birdie taught me
Patient endurance before from life he was set free.
I tried all my loving words and birdie cures,
And plied him with any and all treats for sure.
For a while he seemed to improve,
But I accepted his fate when he could hardly move.
Mighty in his day, he ruled the cage.
Now he’s flying on the other side with Sky, my two wild sages!
When I pass, the human spirits will have a delay great,
While all my animals greet me after so long a wait!
M. Renee Taylor
2-7-12
Categories:
casper, animal, bird, death of
Form:
Sonnet
one day We all must face
the ghosts of who we thought we were
back then, back when
we were younger, but we were stronger
We've grown weaker with our age
Souls worn down by passing days
Images of youthful eyes
flash across my dreaming mind
Innocence and openness
A state of grace i've grown to miss
Open doors all closing now
lights and shadows crashing down
Another breath has gone to dust
Another year has turned to rust
Let's find our place in dusk and dawn
Take heart in the loss that is who we are
Categories:
casper, loss, lost love, love,
Form:
Lyric
A Ghost that once lived in the redwood oak house
It was shared with a little mouse
The house was once dwelled by Mr. Robert Swellers, an Old man
He died some say in a strange death
But being he was an old man, one could say he died from Old age
Yet there seemed to be a lot of rage
Mysterious as it sounds, one can only be curious bound
However, the neighboring houses would often hear sounds
Yet Mr. Swellers Ghost wants to keep any Buyers from purchasing his home
The Ghost of Mr. Swellers that his house will be left alone
As a Ghost, Mr. Swellers is letting it be known
But the surrounding neighbors feel very uncomfortable
The fact in knowing that there is a Ghost on the block
They dare not mock
A Ghost that storms through a once owned house
Mr. Swellers never married so had no spouse
The emptiness of one’s soul
A wonder that captives the behold
A story fold
Yet the mystery that was ever told
Peace with no rest
Only the Ghost of Mr. Swellers can contest
Hold on too your flesh as it will be all you will have left.
Categories:
casper, anger, betrayal, body, care,
Form:
Concrete
If I have a ghost, please let it be Casper.
I want a friendly one who does not want to scare me.
Life is scary enough without the added burden of surprise.
Fast mice in the kitchen scare me.
Loud noises when something is dropped scare me.
A car alarm that goes on for a long time scares me.
I do not need any more fright in my life.
So, if you are a ghost, please find a new place.
Or show yourself as Casper, the cartoon ghost.
And do whatever you can to not show yourself.
Because I am not ready.
Categories:
casper, nostalgia,
Form:
Free verse
Casper is my bunny rabbit who was found by my maid;
he has brown fur with white and gray spots,
most of them are on his fat belly and round head.
Welda is my cat, today she's not chasing any mouse;
she loves to bathe him as if he were her own,
none of the rabbits get closer to him, he's never alone!
I built a large, bright room just for them with big windows,
and I hung posters of other pets for them to view;
in spring the breeze is the gift of the stately willows
that fluctuate as grass...oh, my pets love to taste the fresh dew!
All the envious rabbits gather in the same corner and seem to chat,
but they doze off watched by the hungry bobcat...
while Casper is kept warm by Welda's loving breath;
how glad I am to witness their tender friendship...I simply laugh!
Categories:
casper, friendship, pets, pets,
Form:
Rhyme
Cats spring lightly to the sill
Landing feet first, standing still,
Stalking leaves or birds in flight
Slinking thoughts of spider pie.
Fur legs stretched across the bed
Making mole roads beneath the spread,
Racing down the hardwood floors
Cutting corners on all fours.
Whiskers twitch, yawns unfurl,
Bask in sunlight, tails uncurl,
Motors run, lick their paws,
Cleaning up from morning chores.
Satin finish streamlined cats
Walk a tightrope parapet,
Fitting on the smallest ledge,
Resting on a short term nest.
Feline statues grace the room
With their postured bodies groomed,
Seem to wait for my return
Then act, not a bit concerned.
Categories:
casper, pets
Form:
I love my cat and I care for him too
but what is it I am to do
He bites and scratches the total time
That's why I'm sending out this rhyme
I am inquiring for this bout
Please confer to me a shout
Categories:
casper, animal, cat, pets,
Form:
Rhyme
As transparent Christmas was
With creations of model toys and Yo-Yos
Christmas was a blast for this one small boy
With dreams of sugar plums and joy
Guessing and wanting just one simple toy
Hours of pleasure with a creative imagination
From pretending then becoming a real situation
A world of wonder with intriguing thinking
Has become the Casper of Christmas passed
Games are now taking this once creative world
Becoming a mind of dumber and dumber
Losing it’s power to create and only follow
Tricking the mind into believing it’s creating
Machines taking over mans power of creations
Leaving behind a new way of thinking
With buttons being pushed while seeing images
Talking into a box and getting a response
With faceless expression or smiling reactions
Stealing away any physical temptations
Losing a portion of mankind's interactions
The Casper Ghost of Christmas Passed
Is now a Mindless Ghost of Christmas Future
Scaring away Casper the once Friendly Ghost
Of: Christmas Passed
Categories:
casper, imagination,
Form:
Rhyme
Casper, the friendly ghost, comes calling
For those who know not, it is daunting
There is no way to know
His choice - door or window
Even through walls, we see him flying
19-May-2021
Categories:
casper, 6th grade, fun, giggle,
Form:
Limerick
Casper the Friendly Ghost
was youthful and wanted one thing the most;
each show he searched to find and make friends.
kids always ran; maybe the wispy can't plan solid ends.
Categories:
casper, cute, fantasy, friend, fun,
Form:
Clerihew