Best Fang Poems

Dracula needed dentures,
That's the story I've been told
The man was getting up in age,
Nearly seven centuries old!

He refused to see a dentist,
While losing his fatal...

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I blame you, moon, for bringing thoughts of love
in night to charm my eyes in slumber deep.  
Dreams drift bewildered in my head above
til’...

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Aussie Roulette

50 years ago we had a sport
Of the deadly dangerous sort
Fight a Tiger snake just one
Quick as lightning in the sun

Used just once a...

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I’m a young boy 
A single mother’s son 

I’m a young beach beaten by a tsunami
Sent by an undersea earthquake delivering ripples of death 
Carrying...

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From the kitchen sink at the window sill,
I see a house on the distant hill,
when as a child I had time to kill,
where now my...

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All alone in a bush downstream
Where not a soul was likely to dwell
Pinned against the green grasses, a young girl
Injecting her ruthlessly, a cruel hunk
At...

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"Poets are Us" 

The blood dripped 
off each piranha's 
sharpened fang

acquiescing 
compliant
with tragic complacency

keep it neat and clean
within the margins
no detours 

stick like Teflon
to the...

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Raven eyed the moon glowered
in an anthracite sky 
bleeding onto an India-ink stage
where Valkyrie’s pluck 
dead heroes to Valhalla. 

Wolf winds howl the ravished sight.
Rent...

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Through eldritch streets I walked alone
With shadows on my track,
Full jellied was  my every bone,
I thought my mind would crack.

Through mist and morbid mire...

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LOST AND FOUND

Someone help me please, 
I feel so lost,
The snow is deep, 
The streets are dark,
Unfriendly people 
Come at a cost,
I left my red...

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On the brow of manhood I bore you
Dreaming of a successor to my throne
Invested wind and echo full of dew
Native prince, that was ever all...

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“Do you like yabbies?” Barry asked. I replied “Are you sick!
I’d just like to ask you; now is the Pope a Catholic?” …
So we headed...

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Soaking wet the grey sheep huddle
by the stone wall shaped and laid
to last five hundred more years still.
Rains sheeting o'er the moor leave 
us dripping...

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Scarecrow Addict
           

Gritted and dusty
Powered by flack jacket eyes
Bootsteps through grey puddles
Flotilla of cigarette butts
Trash...

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By the snap crack clackings of my thumbs
Something wicked this way comes
In robes of finest silk did it dine
and found our flesh most divine

A creature...

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