Best Snatcher Poems
A storm's raging in the realm of Daga
Coachman pulls his horses to halt
There stood a castle with gargoyles spouting water
While rain poured cats and dogs
From a Royal carriage descends a passenger
Cloaked head down to his feet
An owl was terrified of seeing him,flew off instantly
At the crack of thunder, bats came rushing out the halls
A dark shadow appeared at the door, and made a trolling call
“Dreaded day to you My Lord,” this way to den
"Dream Snatcher" was trapped in a mirror
As King cobra slid pass and went
The Devil removed his cloak, and the incantations commenced
“Dream Snatcher you are hereby summoned to snatch dreams of children
I command! Away with dreams and frighten them...
Scare them with blood sucking vampires, soul eaters, and ugly ghouls
Let no child escape, the dreamless fate that will ensue"
"Come forth and honor me
Bow down on your knees
And the Demon chanted
"Ra-Ra- Daga-Daga-Dunga, By the powers of darkness come forth from the mirror, Ra-pa-pa"
Out of the mirror came a blinding streak of light
The Dream Snatcher was set loose to spread havoc at his delight
Then Lucifer spoke to the Thunder God of sky
" I'm sending out this warning to children everywhere
Look in the corners of your rooms and under your beds
Up at ceilings or maybe somewhere in your heads
Watch out! Who's that there? He's coming for you"
The Dream Snatcher is here...
Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha, Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha!"
You thought you were being so clever Bobby
Sneaking my Halloween stash while I was asleep
But I heard you quietly rattling my candies
Being so entranced, you did not see me peep
After last years stealing, I devised a clever plan
For sure the final time of my treats, you will be a fan
If you would have asked, I would have given you some
Now your in a pickle, and feeling really dumb
Bro, I injected laxatives in that full size chocolate bar
That I am sure you hungeredly and enjoyably ate
Do not worry I will inform all of your buddies
Of your absence from school or uncomfortable late
~ Oct 29, 2019
For contest ~ Image I was your brother
The others, of course,
are more rabid than I
but less apt to show it.
Whenever I strike,
I never romp off.
I stand under neon,
the wrist that I’ve snatched
tight in my teeth
as I wait with a smile
for the wagon.
As one of the few
wrist-snatchers still
on the streets of Chicago,
I make all of my rounds
in old tennies.
They allow me to dive
for the purse hand,
whack it and sink
my teeth in the wrist
of the free hand,
give a terrier’s yip
then head for the neon
where I duck so my head
can spin on its shoulders
till I am certain
I have no pursuers.
In dreams every night
I see all of the women
whose wrists I have had in my teeth
standing like Statues of Liberty,
shrieking and waving
their stumps like flares.
Every night their screams
carve a frieze of patrol cars
in the middle of the street.
Donal Mahoney
One night, I heard a creaking sound,
Opened my eyes- nothing was found.
But I felt dizzy the next day;
Something had been taken away.
I got up, sat to have some toast,
Daydream about all I love most;
I tried to dream with all my might
But realized something wasn't right.
No dreams would come into my head,
My dream ability was DEAD.
I told my friend about my plight,
And the strange creaking in the night.
He shook his head with great dismay,
'The Dream-Snatcher's been round your way.'
'The Dream-Snatcher? Not heard of him!'
'Prepare for a story most grim.
He has no shape, cannot be seen
And does something so very mean,
Creeps in at night, and through your ear,
Sucks out your dreams, and blows in FEAR!
You then can't dream when you've awaken,
With no clue of what's been taken.
Instead of dreams, you're left with DOUBT,
Once that's in, it's hard to get out!'
'What do I do?' I cried in shock,
'How do I stop this dreaming block?'
My friend replied 'We must begin
By not allowing doubt to WIN.
In order to keep him at bay,
You must shout "DOUBT! Please go away!
I want to dream! I want to hope!
I believe there is an endless scope
To what I can do and achieve,
All I have to do is BELIEVE!"'.
I copied this, with one last shout:
'NO ROOM FOR YOU IN MY LIFE, DOUBT!'
'Good' said my friend, 'now tell me WHY
You can now bid this doubt goodbye.'
'Because I'm ambitious and smart,
Because I have an honest heart,
There's nothing standing in my way,
I have one life- let's seize the day!'
I felt a tingle in my brain
And in my heart- was I insane?
My friend said 'By your flushed red cheek
I see DOUBT's started to feel weak!'
'But,' I said, 'what if I fail?'
'FAIL's a word you EXHALE
Out of your head, out of your life,
Believing that word ends in strife.
Passion and the will to succeed
Are the two things in life you need.'
My heart began to tingle more
In a way it hadn't before,
'Wow!' said my friend, 'look at your face!
It's red! It's smiling! Now there's space
Where doubt once was, for DREAMS instead!
Dream away, pretty, fill your head!'
If a Dream-Snatcher comes tonight
To snatch your hopes right out of sight,
There's a friend who sometimes seems shy
But when you need him, is close-by,
called CONFIDENCE- Conny for short,
I'll leave you with this final thought-
Dream BIG, dream with limitless height-
Meet that Dream-Snatcher with a fight
When he comes for your dreams tonight.
An idea for a book about the dear departed lady still
wanting romance and her taking over female bodies
to satisfy Her needs, and His again.
In the no longer physical just spiritual for her.
But if she jumps into a female body {possesion)
she can enjoy the sex with her lover again and again …
Something quite possible for me right now:}
She jumps in my body and it feels like indigestion :}
According to Edgar Cayce 200 thousand years ago
as Spirits we entered the Earth sphere.
We jumped into Homonid bodys and altered them over time.
The reason was the enjoyment of feeling and enjoying sex etc.
Stay too long and you harden in and wait for death:}
The start of the human race ...
Blonde Snatcher
The not so dreadful Body Snatchers,
ghostly, remembrance of the rapture
Two lovers hatch a plan to make the,
loving oh so sweet,
She jumps into his body,
and he feels like he is full,
weak personality, stares oddly.
But her Guidance has the pull.
Advice is offered sadly,
without a trace of bull,
catch a booty beauty body,
who aint half as beautiful,
cos she's dead, but not departed,
jumps in bodies, yes she's started,
and though she's broken hearted,
takes a blonde for him to meet,
although she's broken hearted,
takes a blonde for him to meet,
and her clothes are flying flying,
and the passion is complete,
cos she enjoys being human,
not a spirit on the street,
remembering of the union,
and the copulations, tweet,
so if your mind has gone astray,
and weak of mind perhaps today,
prepare to be boarded,
cos your mind is incomplete,
cos her lover the butcher,
will serve her up the meat :} Don Johnson
He lures his victim
Into a glass prism
Filled with fake diamonds
That turns to water and ice
The top closed
His fate sealed
To kick and thresh
To escape his wrath
He appears through the glass
Looking straight into his eyes
The drowning victim
Unwittingly drawn to him
In his desperation he can’t look away
In his fighting he’s ensuring his stay
His eye sockets frozen still
For him to take his soul
She takes what isn't hers like a burglar.
Her spouse wed his lover.
She shut her eyes and once more she lost him to that *witch*.
She views him as all-powerful.
Finally! She wears his ring.
Now it’s time to hold her tongue and demonstrate to the world that she belongs to Master Shingh.
What goes around comes back around; karma is a *trickster*.
Now it’s casual intimacy with Tess the *slutty switch*.
He smiles; she chuckles.
He slows down; she accelerates.
He sneezes, she responds with “bless you.”
She embarked on her new life without hesitation.
To her, the man is all-powerful.
She reverses the ground he treads.
“Yes, master; no, master”—somehow, she manages to love, respect, and obey.
She takes things like a thief.