Halloween is here to share candy with us ,
Trick or treat that everyone loves !
Vampires ,Zombies ,witches and ghost,
are the outfits that scares is the most !
Here your are dressed up for the night,
you knock and knock hoping to fright!
Costumes are wild with a spooky sight
Ghost and ghoul are afraid of light
We mask our faces...
and wear stange hats,
moan like witches,
and screech like cat
We can run but we can't hide
because today is Halloween night
O' don't be such a fraidy mouse
Let's go and celebrate in the haunted house !
View From A Fraidy Hole
Miracle Man
2/9/2024
Thunder began filling the Heavens with noise,
and occasionally, lightening would crack.
A tornado warning had stolen my poise,
and at that precise moment the sky turned black.
It was just a brief moment and it had passed,
a rainbow and damage was all I could see.
The tornado siren gave an all clear blast,
I escaped major damage-God heard my plea.
A bug who loved to doodle
was floating on a noodle.
He had to get some sunscreen;
the sun was getting brutal.
He could not reach the lotion;
he needed a commotion
to interrupt the pristine,
make waves just like an ocean.
He saw a pretty spider;
he sidled up beside her
to ask if she would help him
because she was a glider.
She glided to a lady
Who was a big fat ‘fraidy.
A-shriekin’ and a-yelpin’,
she made the pool all wavy.
Our bug packed his caboodle,
then hopped out off his noodle.
It seems that he was last seen
astride a golden doodle.
So if you don’t want cancer,
and you’re a take-a-chancer,
a long-haired dog romancer,
doodles may be your answer.
The Blow
Miracle Man
5/25/2022
The super cell birthed this mighty blow,
This wall cloud quickly produced a tornado.
Soon, stationary objects were filling the air,
and many in “Fraidy Holes” were in prayer.
The wind emerged with a whooshing sound,
from outset, just minutes, before leaving the ground.
Later hail, and quietness, then a rainbow appeared,
leaving mountains of debris that had to be cleared.
Warning sounds of the sirens no longer blared,
people praised God, that life had been spared.
Saying, most material things could be replaced,
while facing a landscape that had been defaced.
There once was a fraidy cat
so afraid, it encouraged a rat
The rat bit the cat, it took a big bite
but even then the cat would not fight
So the rat bit off some more
into the guts of the cat he tore --
Yet the rat denied that he was at war
‘twas a ‘feeding frenzy’ ~ safe to ignore
Halloween night, a slender flapping scarecrow,
With the remorseless wind, he's doing a tango,
An owl is hooting, and large yellow eyes glow,
A witch in black is cackling, in deeper shadow.
Jack-o'-lantern grinning wildly in the window,
Dark night carries sounds of a ghostly bellow,
Blind bats are flying, a yellow moon is mellow,
There seem to be monsters wherever you go!
The wind is moaning, like one in great sorrow,
Somewhere a cat screeches, in feline soprano,
A man runs rapidly, beyond fragrant meadow,
As if being chased, but by what, I don't know.
Written on October 18, 2021
For: Halloween Monorhyme Contest Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Caren Krutsinger
Recalling 2011
Written: by Miracle Man
August 12, 2021
A violent wind, thunderous, and loudly,
moves some stationary things it touches.
If in the “fraidy hole” hunkering proudly,
you've evaded mother natures clutches
“It’s an all-too-human frailty to suppose
that a favorable wind will blow forever.”
Rick Bode
My goosebumps have goosebumps
They are plain to see
I can't believe
How this came to be
Exploring this old haunted house
I'm feeling quiet uneasy
My hackles are raised
Any my stomach is queasy
Not alone in this house
I got the willies
But that's not all
My spine has the chillies
Goosebumps on my goosebumps
Buckling with fear
I see a frightening sight
Coming out of that mirror
Lost my voice
Can't seem to scream
That specter looks familiar
It's someone I've seen
I slowly back up
To flee this place
I look again and realize
Its my chicken face
My goosebumps lost their goosebumps
But I still have some
And they are telling me
Run fraidy-cat run
Goosebumps Poetry Contest.
Sponsored by: Delilah Ventura
11/4/19
I'll race you to the corner
Watch me do a wheelie
Want some ABC gum*
Mary is a fraidy-cat...
As we age, inevitably badly
and enter our final phases
The cruel lash of time
contorts these treasured phrases
I'll race you to the coroner
Watch me in my wheelchair
Want some more oxycontin
Mary is a vegetable...
Hate to be so grim
but when the fix is in
All we've left is words to say
'til dementia takes those away
*ABC = already been chewed
When bad guys came through causing strife
in Mayberry, fraidy-cat Fife,
the lawman who never
was dauntless and clever,
could not catch them to save his life.
Huge blunders caused people to mock
and point at this town’s laughing stock.
Still, this scrawny fellow,
whose back wore a yellow
streak, boasted. His claims were a crock.
The title is my favorite Barney-ism.
Don Knotts's leaving The Andy Griffith Show crippled it
February 10, 2019. entered in Joseph May's Limerick IV Contest
Placed 3rd
My nerve cells are ceasing my thoughts
My breath is barricading my life
My limbs are trembling
My heart is hovering in fear
Oh mommy! I am being victimized by me.
The earth is sinking under me
The sky is falling over my head
The compressive strength of my bones is diminishing day by day
The muscularity of my body is dwindling night and day
Oh mommy! I am being killed by me.
I am a coward lying lifeless among the lively fears
I am a yellow belly scared of the bright orange sun
I am a namby pamby soul shivering under the blanket of cold winter night
I am a fraidy cat snuggling in the sleeping bag of life
Oh mommy! I am being slaughtered by me.
Drag me away from this dangerous dragon
Get me out of these pinching hours of darkness
Hold me tight and embrace me in your arms
Give me solace and help me revive my true being.
I want to smile
I want to sing
I want to jump
I want to shout
I want to breathe
I want to live
Oh mommy! I want my life back.
imagine any haunted house to have:
Creaking stairways
Whispering blinds
Creepy doorways
Blood-curdling sounds
Spooky cob-webs
Ominous darkness
Ghastly shadows
Dreadful loneliness
Spine tingling shrieks
Owls hooting
Things that make
Your skin crawl
Foreboding terror
An eerie silence
yet squeaky rats
A threatening suspense
with fluttering bats.
Thus a place crawling with,
oversized gnats
scurrying brats
and all kinds of scary things lurking about
except for scaredy-cats .
Like me of the fraidy cats
Tell me would you dare to venture
Into such a house
For a halloweenish midnight adventure ?
(Ok happened to pass an allegedly haunted abandoned house that most people don't want to venture in and I enjoyed scarifying myself thinking about it in the poetic way above for fun)
YIKES, I'M ALREADY SCARED.!
I'm certain a lot of people
can relate to what I'm about to lay down
It's having that one cool relative
you attach yourself to whenever they come around
Well let me tell you a thing or two
about my auntie Ms. Mil
(Short for Mildred by the way)
First thing about her, she's good-looking for real
The next thing I feel I should say
she's got a smart, sharp mind and she don't play
But the best thing I like about her
this is a natural fact
She lets you know exactly what she means
she ain't no 'fraidy cat
She's got a hmmmm way about her
she's got class and style
She's got a down-to-earth demeanor
a take-your-breath-away smile
But the best thing I like about her
is that she's sooo fearless
Come at her the wrong way
she will clean up your mess
Her Zulu mantra is echoed in a jazz song I heard
but with a little twist to it in her own words
She says:
Before you get all up in her face
saying, c'mon lets do it
You better step back
before you step into it
A tribute to my beloved sister Mildred
The " Fraidy" bat flew high away
The "Fraidy"bat said he hated night more than day
I asked him why things were so,
He told me of the time he was molested by a moth named "Bo"
My ears were so violated by what I heard, I didn't know what to say
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