Best Frightens Poems

POTD 8th Jan 24


 NOTHING LESS ~ NOTHING MORE

The ambushed night when all was still,
Amidst the gloom, anxiety took my will.
Though the moon cast its...

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Why oh Why

A Collaboration between Seren Roberts, Tim Smith and Arthur Vaso

Poem inspired by Seren Roberts

Each poem written from a different view
The Murderer
The Murdered
The Mannequins...

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The Demon’s Shrill Cry of Dread and Horror

This tale of “The Demon’s Shrill Cry of Dread and Horror”
lives on in the mountain village of Gpeth...

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In the two days since my arrival, Granddad and I exchanged only a few predictable, cursory words.

“You sleep okay?” Granddad asked.

Although his silent house had...

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The Demon’s Shrill Cry of Dread and Horror

This tale of “The Demon’s Shrill Cry of Dread and Horror”
lives on in the mountain village of Gpeth...

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Prolonged sounds of shrieking sirens warn
Where death of normalcy people mourn
As he hugs wife and child close to his heart,
Ambivalent of woeful day’s agonizing start:
Unjust...

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This Hallow's eve I sat in wait, 
 no trick nor treaters came near gate. 
To rest I turn in for the night, 
 I...

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I feel that some
people have a hard
time
with the truths
around us,
not only the sexual
abuse by priests, 
but all the bad
things
I call it chosen
ignorance

Ignorance is found
in people...

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I wish I could watch Saturday morning cartoons in my pajamas.
Or be able to hold a teddy bear, when a storm frightens me.
I want to...

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KITTY KITTY

My KITTY KITTY
Is so pretty
Prancing all around
With a string, 
I tease the cat
I accidently  stepped on his back
Howling the meowing sound
Now he's nowhere...

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This tale of “The Demon’s Shrill Cry of Dread and Horror”
lives on in the mountain village of Gpeth Tor in the outlying 
region of the...

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Feigned love cut you deep,
left your heart bleeding profusely
Blood red, rose-colored stains,
drip, drip, dripping trail leading out the door ...
time to mop up this mess...

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For the lady who resides at 7th floor

I meditate as I close my eyes, so much of her glamorous face,
The loveliest aesthetic art that brings...

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For all those ailing on this night
     know that even strangers hold you tight.
       ...

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The curtains close , darkness takes the place 
of light he reevaluates his life takes a good look
 at the man inside and he asks...

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