Best Eerie Poems

The Amadawn ‘ave played the joker 
for the Good folks fairy Coort
‘T was they ‘ave egged the paper birches
an’ touch’d the scare crow’s stalks.

They ‘ave giv'n leerin pumpkin ‘eads
to Dullahan black ‘eadless ‘orse.
Tied the liein’ Leprechain’s tongues.
Changed the dread Pooka’s course.

Stol'n the noble Banshees keen...

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Coach Alan Brown was incredibly unique  
At eighty he had an athlete's physique.  
A fullback mocked his years,  
Brown hefted him by his ears. 
Since then mouthy jocks have squelched every squeak....

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There was a florist in southern McNungus
Sloppily smeared with soil humongous. 
Customers suspected something was wrong
When proof arrived indisputably strong:
His ears displayed five varieties of fungus....

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Sue and King were just married 
In the night they were harried 
By the cat and mouse 
In their grave top house 
Where they were freshly buried 

Winter lizards are henpecked 
Don’t trust them if they are baked 
When clock strikes ten at night 
They...

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Where are the brave, those men of courage?
Where are the pious people of God?
Where are the Good who stand and rage,
Where are their voices, the views they had?

Where are the ancient values treasured?
Where are the truths their fathers died for?
Where are the ones whose anthems...

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What a doll you've been in this crisis!
                                  I have broken my...

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One sinister night, heavy laden with a
dense layer of fog, no presence of
moon or stars.  Shrieks
of a tree-dwelling owl and eerie noises 
of a double iron gate, hanging,
swinging loosely on rusted hinges at 
an entrance to an old rural cemetery,
was all I immediately heard.

One...

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The crazy in me came out last week,
but I don't care???

Normally my house would be armed to the teeth,
waiting for some form of retribution,
normally i'd be bouncing off the walls with paranoia,
darting in and out the windows.

My mind thinks about it,
but i'm not fazed,
i'm calm,
my...

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I sat at my desk, just typing away
The snow was falling, throughout the whole day.
There was no one home, just me and my pet
This eerie feeling, the chills I did get.

I swear I heard steps, above in the hall
I stood really still, and shouted a...

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Such an Eerie Sound to Be Heard


Continuation of "Farewell" October 2008.


The night has come upon us,
The fog is rolling in,
Crickets have stopped their chirping,
IT's coming to get us again.

The last time we were lucky,
We got away with our skin,
Running so fast,
Can't believe he's started again.

We...

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Streaks of pallid moonlight  
wash over blood-stained  
burnt umber leaf blight.  
Glistening stainless steel remains  
within wilting noir roses  
and blistered blades of grass.  
Sickening hands shake my repose,  
heart racing, sure to collapse,  
feeling faint. ...

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Amazing grace
Let the bagpipes play
While in blissful peace I lay
Beneath rolls of morning mist
Let bagpipes whine and wail
At the portal of my heart
Tugging at the gateway of my soul
Releasing timeless ageless tears
In supernal universal rhythm 
As generations of kindred spirits
Swirl above the eerie misty morn



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Sonnet LXXXI-LXXXIX

Day, and Night
by Michael R. Burch

The moon exposes pockmarked scars of craters;
her visage, veiled by willows, palely looms.
And we who rise each day to grind a living,
dream each scented night of such perfumes
as drew us to the window, to the moonlight,
when all the earth...

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The Shadows Know :o

On this eve when creeping shadows devour the fading light, 
As fiery phantom secrets touch the neck just out of sight,
Nightmares cackle on tiptoes to slip past dreams at midnight
And silent footsteps stalk the unspoken with ghostwrites. :o

Dark cauldrons of the dense...

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Las Animas

Light intones creeping darkness in unfinished overtures 
 Of fallen leaves scraping against a broken path
  Like distant footsteps faintly heard in rising mists
   Of incensed passages leading to a yard 
    In growing shadows where life reflects...

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