Ghoul Poems

The Stairway

Deep in a wood both dark and dreary,
I stumbled on til beyond weary,
Seeking the path that brought me in,
Finding it not my hope grew thin.
When before me burst into sight,
A mystery in the fading light,
Arising from the forest floor,
Out of place even more,
Than the silence and the still,
Though summer held I felt a chill,
For a

The Masked Ghoul Mr CEO

The Masked Ghoul Mr. CinChief

Fear mongering and peddling crude dirt politics
Is his favorite tool of trade at as this moment...
The one they do call time and again Our able leader

One who hides behind vain smiles
And assurances of half ridden truths
With cleverly disguised yesterday’s lies
Carefully disguised as today’s half-truths

Has mesmerized the ignoramus masses 
Into believing that

Insatiable bowl

Fury of cage,
Forbade him from rage.
For he knew he was in pain,
Which gave him joy from the sorrowest gains.
Deemed to be horrid,
Demise from torrid.
He was slandered,
For the world’s a foul stage.
Scowled, dreaded, hated,
For the lack of unamounted goal.
Jokes, what happens to you’re bowl,
When you chose to find beauty in horrid ghouls.
All you’ll taste is, are

Sorrowful Ghoul

I am a sorrowful ghoul,
With a tear in my eye that refuses to fall,
A hollow stomach thirsting for life,
But a soulless body, full and satisfied...

Goolin Ghoul

breek n brare
along a carpeted hall
bax n goolin oft is a ghoul
betrackeding down a creakeding stair
trumble n frumble n deatheding fall

Goblin Ghoul and Ghost

generous Gus, Greystone’s glaringly green goblin glided into the glades.
giving Ginny Graceful, a gruesome ghoul a glimpse of glorious shades.
gary, Gryffindor’s ghost glared at them; for where was his grubby gratuity?
goblin and ghost, goaded Gary, giving him grief about Glue city.
grandiose grisly girl-free graphic arts gleefully featured the grimy three.
Gladly giving grotesque features in the

gray cat mother ghoul

the wind blew in from the west, I felt it in my breast.
colder than the wind from the east, like a witch’s kiss.
Hallows Eve! A jack-o-lantern lisped, it sounded like a hiss.
She is on her way, whispered another, maybe Godmother.

Queen gray cat, a ghoul more dangerous than a black one
Mother of October sky who would

Gargoyle Mist

steering blatant revelries, ghouls engaged to death
chomping down streetlight openings in bitter stone
bow walled yew tree drifters, steps of many feet in
shallow parade to pew, the kneel cushion's betrayal
- how the shadowless crave… and the headless sing

Wonderland

You stare into your upside-down top hat,
gaze at thoughts kept there
as you peer within that weird cavity
like Alice gazing into a rabbit hole.

Do you see a fantasy world in that magic hole?
That weird stuff appears so real to you
in that top hat where thoughts and dreams accrue
as if in a gap in the ground, a

Witches' Ring

Pumpkin party was in full swing
the ghosts and ghouls began to sing
	they sang off key
	it tickled me
 as I danced ‘round the witches’ ring.

The Pumpkin Ghoul

The pumpkin ghoul came tiptoeing in
Silently, with slimy sleazy stuff on his chin.
I saw him turn, and I knew it was just a whim
But I wanted to give him some vigor and vim.

The pumpkin cake I had just made.
Would have been tasty with fresh lemonade.
But I did not want to insult the pumpkin ghoul.
If it

The Ghoul Aside My Bed

There are meanderings who itch and creep
    To fill my night with dread.
There are cataclysms where I cringe and cower
    That are better left unsaid
And there's an apparition to slake my very soul
    Standing menacingly aside my bed.

A miasmal shadow whose form and substance
  

Ghost

From the house of the dead
There comes such a dread
Fear fills my heart’s plans
Filling up my empty hands
With inklings of the ghost
Who gives off the most
Feeling of weary alarm
Causing such deep harm
For those who know him
As the ghoul so very grim
He keeps the heart in panic
Leaving the mind so manic
It seems he’ll always bring
A fright

When

10/28/20
When vampires fly abroad in search of blood
And poltergeists and demons do no good;
When zombies drooling, crawl up from the ground
And ghoulish spirits glide without a sound;
When bats and spiders brush across your face
And coffins spill out bodies all in lace;
A chill crawls up your spine, your hair turns green.
You know the time has come

The Drooly Ghouly Ghoul

The drooly ghouly ghoul looked frightening.
Some felt he was worse than cow pie lightning.
I had met him as a tiny little scrapper,
When he had politely asked to use our crapper.

So even though he scared the orange juice out of others,
He left me completely alone, also my grandmothers.
Luckily for me, neither of these old gals could

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