Best Goblin Poems

Our world be amiss, is without love’s kiss
love’s way is narrow, hard for mind to find
sacred heart is bliss, has narrow’s love’s kiss
pray the world will awake, from the mind’s fake…

Love is absolute, the mind gives not a toot
says let us prop it up, lets...

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There once was a bad ghoulish goblin.
Thump, thump on a crutch he was hobblin’.
It was Halloween night.
He dared to give a fright.
But he fell to the ground; he was wobblin’.

© November 4, 2010
Dane Smith-Johnsen...

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Breeders' Cannon Ball plays for days and decades even onto eras
Feeders on the bottom plus top down voodoo economics, no trickle
De-weeders? Why? Lawns are hype realistic so fake AF and anti-kith
Xeroscape like rape by statute not as consent is all we had and glad
as if...

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“Mirrors are liars” said a goblin,
As he perched upon my neck,
“What you see is in reverse,
A deception disguised in two glass specks.”

I scoffed at the goblin who pretends himself real,
Did I do acid and not even know?
For a fantasy upon my shoulders kneels,
Revealing to me...

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Halloween Night in Goblin Pass.

The night of Ghosts in Goblin Pass comes as
Goblins pass.
The Ghost of Goblin Pass created all of
Goblin Pass.
Goblin knows no other way than to pass through
Goblin Pass.
Goblin courage needed to pass through
Goblin Pass.	
Ghosts seek death for all the Goblin in
Goblin Pass.
The...

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The Goblin King has never been married. He's 
Tall, blonde, handsome and has a two year old
Daughter.
He lets out a sigh.
I want someone I can be with forever.
He came in from his night of traveling saying
Finally I have found my wife, my child a mother
And...

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Said the Ghost to the Goblin,
What’s with this Halloween?
I been floating round for 1000 years,
And this is all I've seen.
Kids hyped up on candy,
Dressed up like Frankenstein,
Parents at their wits end,
Keeping them in line.
A disgrace of a holiday,
A monstrosity of a night
I can not wait...

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He lives under my bed
And he sleeps on the couch
Even when he's fed
He's still kind of a grouch 

He'll take one at a time
Or maybe two or three
He won't pay a dime
He thinks they're free

He hasn't a name
But I call him Bob
He thinks it's a...

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The face in the 
mirror,
Is it yours alone?
Can you find yourself, 
In the fog?
Or is he just out of sight, 
Only to appear,
when you slowly 
Turn your eyes 
to see of he is near?

Is it possible to feel shadows? 
The ones that,
Creep across the walls
And...

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Goodness Versus Goblin
© Ben Burton 3-24-2014

Hope will not float
On a moat of despair
Life really blows
When there's no one to care

Death makes a mess
Without blessing the man
Left too bereft
To invest in a plan

Born from a lore
With its mores and creeds
Forged by a sword
Filled with scorn for...

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Green Goblin, Green Goblin, how terrible you are.
And only for a serum have you become a superstar.
A star of infamy and Spider-man’s worst foe,
spreading holy terror wherever that you go.

Aliases you have had, maybe up to five.
The third one, Dr. Bart, was not long alive.
As...

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Sunny the goblin
Was a very joyful troll
With a blue surfboard and a stately pose
Down the beach he would stroll

Sunny the goblin
Is a happy bloke they say
He surfs well you know
Loves the seaside so
He will live here one day

He built a shack right on the beach
He...

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From a dark pumpkin snarled out a goblin,
Hobbling, wobbling, said he flew from Dublin
And thundered me to gobble 
A blended red scotch double
And demanded a bottle, wrapped in poplin.


Syllabic count: 10/10/7/7/10   (Poetry Soup)
Rhyme scheme: A/A/B/B/A

*A 4th Place* in the following contest (judged on...

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From the house of the dead
There comes such a dread
Fear fills my heart’s plans
Filling up my empty hands
With inklings of the ghost
Who gives off the most
Feeling of weary alarm
Causing such deep harm
For those who know him
As the ghoul so very grim
He keeps the heart in...

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a bouquet of thistles

and a vased cut of nettles

thorned stems devoid of leaf

bountiful head and petals




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