Best Slayer Poems

Norse Mythology, Return Of The Slayer Of Dragons

( Part One, Darkness Arrives)

I - (THE PLEA)

Slayer of weak beasts, ravager of torn breasts
Darkness from East, dragons...

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She moans and tosses
He sleeps lightly as always
And quickly is wide awake
Aware of her every move
He knows what will follow
He is ready

The moaning becomes a...

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O daughter of thunder, slayer of dragons (and of men's hearts), why do you hurt me so? For which sin must I reside in this...

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I rise from deep within the earth
out of pressured lavas

I rise above the level into
breathable realms

I rise following the risen
He who set my path and
monitors...

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I emerged with a silver pen in hand,
…and a tempest raging within.
Words writhe, a serpent's coil,
…tightening their grip,
A soul adrift in a sea of 
…self-made...

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The Bloodstone, The Raven And Master Poe,
Part One


The ancient stone, here Raven bled
Cursed and flew away alone
To follow the dark and make its night-bed
Unholy accursed...

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A gentleman dressed all in black, hides amongst the shadow realm,
This inquisitions exorcist fights on the altar of justice
And faith, a white knight of the...

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I am mother (father) sister daughter
Favourite aunt, SELDOM rant
Pan Flute player, dragon slayer 
Own nothing pink, at least I think
Teach Sunday school, kids find that...

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Shadiness adores you
Bleakness is exhaustin’

Now, I’m so fatigued and my volume is set way low
Because you tore me down with social media craze…
You were there...

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A shades poet, writing in blacks quailed ink,
Expressing emotions by a poetic pallet of diversity,
On a canvas rainbow bursting forth across the
Horizon at dawns first...

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I am an owl





Alert and awake,
can turn my head at crazy angles,
I have a night vision !

Flight is silent,
can think far beyond imagination,
I have a...

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Limericks VI - Religion

Pell-Mell for Hell Mel
by Michael R. Burch

There once was a Baptist named Mel
who condemned all non-Christians to hell.
When he stood before God
he...

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They say,that,it was a great day,
Friends were busy,with a kind of play.
Only Maa was in great pain;
But,she said it was in no vain.
My parents held...

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I was drawn to her in temporal depth of night,
glancing her way in beams of harvested light
But in mourning her, I wept behind shrouds,
concealed by...

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Faith:

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