Halloween Fate Poems

Eccentric kook's reasonable rhyme zigzags

Doggone poet laureate
wannabe his index finger wags
nonverbally naysaying those,
who doubt mine posthumous
fame and fortune, which snags
eternal renown within pantheon
of storied writers...

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Poor Jack ran a futile race
couldn’t keep up the heated pace
	lost the battle
	someone’s chattel
now he has a Halloween face...

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Little Charlie was a seven year old who was picked on in school because of his
height. Some of the kids would poke fun at him...

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the sodium arc light hums 
into the frosted night
Bathing all in acidic 
sickly amber that of a toxic wound, 
splashing through the skeletal trees 

the...

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Circler and sharp
Around and jagged
Disjoined in thought
Unfocused in point
Spinning out of control
Broken filaments of twine
Laced locked in gears
It is near the end of time
Nails of...

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Where there mountain there gaar
Where there Tariq there daar
Where there Kapoor there kumaar
Where there snowy peaks there abshaar
Where there challenge there Lalkaar
Where there shorish there...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Gravestones in the park
Scary place when its dark
Empty plots marked by string
Morbid figures trying to sing
Pretty flowers dead or trying
Grace the path on which their...

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Save Yourself

My soul they took for all it’s worth
These demons of the underworld.
Who inflicted rules, I shouldn’t have shunned.
But I dismissed their advice and chose...

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Halloween Undone
Halloween! Forever marking a  a special  celebration 
          calling you to pretend you’re...

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Anomalous poetic contrivance evokes...
googling inept kickstarted lame outré jaunty hokum

(alternately titled:
Random screenshot within me noggin
instantaneously transforming, 
née devolving into gobbledygook.)

I got born with poker faced...

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Rise'n from there grave & all around
Shift in the ground, plus a horrible sound
This is what I've always feared the most
Have to be quiet, these...

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They're gathering their broomsticks
and clastic lunar hats
Sohrgetting all their toads and frogs
for what we've known as spats

And delving down a one way crete
for wicked tracious...

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plundered loot - colorful wrappers piled like leaves – suffer autumn’s wrath

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*A simplified version of my Halloween blitz that was submitted for Bobby May's contest...

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Misery accompanied, haltered, tethered... tattered web

This health conscious lx year
roam'n, hoodwinking hoodlum doth wear
two pair bullet proof underwear,
(which confession rarely trumpeted),
plus yours truly admits unclear
why...

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