Best Grimaced Poems

The WITCH 
A
furore 
in the town,
draped in black gown,
a WITCH is brewing a storm.
Bringing nightfall to the dainty
spiked with malevolence and vanity
spitting a curse from...

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I’m lunching with my bestie Mylie
She’s upset and no longer smiley
I ask her what’s wrong
She said in my thong
My bottom is no match for Kylie!

I...

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I entered a room
and saw familiar strangers
and knew in an instant
they were me: past lives
made living flesh again.

I saw the fat baby, 38
pounds at one...

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From that day on and forward,
I began to see the wretchedness my God had warned me of
He cursed the Lord wholeheartedly, for inflicting yet another...

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I stood amidst the maddening crowds

 drowned in cries of disarray....

 Something about this gentle captive

 Encouraged me to stay.

 Through the crimson rivets flowing

...

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I awoke the next day, with a soft smile,
Not awakened by the screeching and the moaning of the demons beside,
But of the intense breathing of...

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A
furore 
in the town,
draped in black gown,
a WITCH is brewing a storm.
Bringing nightfall to the dainty
spiked with malevolence and vanity
spitting a curse from her wicked...

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How unparticular the day had particularly been,

On March the third of two-thousand and eighteen,

For the caretaker at an historic Adirondack Inn,

Had lacked company, and therefore,...

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I relaxed on the couch to feel at ease, 
the psychiatrist sat across from me.
This wasn’t any normal physician- 
He was my subconscious personified.

A flow...

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Rosalia - The Evil Black Witch of the Harz

Prologue
This is a rather grim epic poetic tale of Rosalia, a 16th century German witch who terrorized...

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Rosalia - The Evil Black Witch of the Harz, Part Three

Vespers’ Prayer Preparation for Black Mass
In preparation for the ritual Black Mass at midnight, Rosalia...

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White says to Black:

"I think your very lovely."

Black says to White:

"O really? Then why do you sit above me?"

"What do you mean?"

White asks of Black

"You...

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Come in my little furry friend 
And meet me face to face.
Someone will open up the door
While I step back a pace.

I feel my mouth...

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a kid in love     in deep adoration-
oh   the worship    the longing affection
I breathed his name

writing it...

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Born and raised as a little child in a Witches’ coven,
the Black Witch was indeed a very precocious child
whose hell-spawned soul was seared in Hell’s...

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