Best Zombies Poems

Zeal uncontained, needing quarantine
Oscillating rigor mortis, feigned or real
Madness, the only description saleable
Both for actors and non actors alike
Invested in the runaway train consumers
Enjoy at the expense of real tragedy
Shuttered from public view, until it's not


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Tech Zombies
Written: by Tom Wright
10-6-2016

Some have lost the ability to use their head,
And depend on gadgets to get by instead.
A Phone, Pod, or tablet now fills each hand,
And in certain venues they should be banned.

I’ve sat in church and observed others texting,
And this, to me,...

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Zombies ate my Christmas guests
Oh Lord you should have seen it
Don't know what the cops will think
But the neighbors won't believe it

Granny dodged and moved so quick
She ran like Herschel Walker
Just as it seemed she'd get away
She tripped, that's how they caught her

Uncle Fred was...

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One Halloween night, I woke up screaming,
There were many zombies around me, all furiously staring;
With their burning red eyes, they were ready to smash my head;
When they pulled my arms and legs, I squirmed and jumped out of bed.

I ran to take my bike and...

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The Zombies got together with our Dragon on one fall Day.
They said that they wanted to come over for Halloween to play.
At least, that’s what, the Zombies, to Dragon, definitely, did say.
But ulterior motives were set into motion, to Dragon’s dismay.

You see, they wanted to...

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Passed the old church at midnight
Night time dark, damp and windy
Thoughts about coming home to a warm bed
Hear sounds from the bushes and trees
Glimpsing human shadows
They move slowly and very quiet
The wind comes against me with a rotten smell
The smell is indescribable nauseating
The lights of...

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ZOMBIES
Inanimated, staring at the screen,
a little odd, and writing thoughts I've heard,
the stuff of life, I write just what I mean,
from out of death, where I get every word.

These things I know, but are misunderstood,
and lifeless is the place you'd have to go
in dealing with...

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I was in bed the other night, sound asleep, when I was suddenly, awoken up.
Lo and Behold, there within my bed, I was covered by frogs, which had hiccups.
Now I wish this were a dream you know, as my eyes grew to, beyond saucer size.
I...

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On a cold December night,
I run through the full moons light.
I stumble and fall in the snow,
as my fear I try not to show.

I find a place to hide,
sniffling back tears I have cried.
Close my eyes and start to pray,
I want to live another day.

I...

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Zombies only animate
On a scary Halloween.
If that night were abolished
They would never more be seen.

Don't know if it would eat me
If I met one on that night.
I'll not die from not knowing
But I might die from the fright.

They can't be dead but not dead,
Nor alive...

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zombies stumbling in the night
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My head feels like it has a lava lamp inside
The skull has a long crack going across the front

I think it’s time to rotate the winter Mucha
Slide up the spring beauty with her berries and birds

Tis the season for old fashioned double features
Killer girls and...

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ZOMBIES
Inanimated, staring at the screen,
a little odd, and writing thoughts I've heard,
the stuff of life, I write just what I mean,
from out of dark, where I get every word.

These things I know, but are misunderstood,
and lifeless is the place you'd have to go
in dealing with...

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Entering the Dark Side of a Moonbeam
 
Entering the dark side of a moonbeam is always very risky
since the cold and howling bitterness of the night escapes,
as a moaning, devilish agony of selfishness devours the good.

As the human heart fills with air, a legion of...

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Quiet is the night, laid blight amid this infernal necropolis
Loosely mantled soil, smother marrow of perished veneration
Yet windows still aflame, a dormant witness to troth thirst
Cold and stiff, until a shift, unearthed...

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