Best Crones Poems

Five gray, silver, and white haired crones
Navigated slimy green stones
Like tight rope walkers
Having been summoned by the wind talkers
They crossed a shallow creek
Each feeble and...

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I’ve got quite the appetite for mayhem

Thus from these desires my problems stem

Prozacidasical perhaps

Headfirst into Lady Luck’s slaps

Crumbling foot stools under my whim

Why if there...

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There was a time when 
pleasure came on the tip of a tongue.
When fear fled and the senses
did indulge.

Though visions dim and
sound distorts, dismays…
the tang...

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A fright filled night is Halloween
Monsters and goblins make me scream
Scary costumes, some too extreme
An evil scheme        ...

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Winter scatters moth bones.
For a while,
it refreshes the turgid and lax.
Then the chill legs of small dancers
pirouette over warm bodies.
Flesh recoils, lungs curl around 
each...

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He stares
into the distance of the days,
of those gone and of those yet to come --
he touches no one,
is touched by no one.
Yet noisy commerce
around...

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Call me little miss Dorothy from the wizard of Oz fame, for today I’m
Clicking my ruby red shoes, on the golden bricks on the sunshine...

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Jones, Jones, where are your bones? 
I'd like to hear again your moans, your groans, 
underneath loathed graveyard stones, 
all with weird sepulchral tones, 
me...

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I was just so young,
And searching for something new.
I wrote a letter.

Pouring out my heart
To you, a complete stranger,
I let it all out.

I turned a...

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Slinking silently through the night
on tiny tipped toes, claws withdrawn.
He mustn’t sleep until daylight’s dawn,
prudently prowls, avoiding light.

Clever, cunning crones craft a spell
to purloin his...

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This poem was entered in Julia Ward's contest but I've decided not to write for her.

At the footbridge I pause for one last glance
at naysayers...

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Imagine paranoid schizophrenia evolving
as Right-hemispheric totalitarian bipolarity
living in a rabid stress-filled ecosystem
of dismaying relationships
with human nature over-populating systems;
family and those other terrorist aliens.

Now imagine paranoid...

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Did you ever notice
our vampire legends
are almost always patriarchal,
sometimes even princely
and excruciatingly royalist,
elitist?

While witches plot and evil plan
in coven craven circles
more undershadow than legendary.

Wizards might...

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All the world was covered in a white frosting, shining under a slice of the moon.
Like a pale rising star on this Mother Night, shines...

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The susurrus breeze 
of spring’s ingénue trees 
now rasps and wheezes,
rustling sparse leaves as
the trees, now crones,
rest brittle bones,
primed for winter’s coming....

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