diddly dole
diddly dole
a goblin ate the custard
from the trifle bowl
diddly dole
diddly dole
another ate the jelly
and the trifle – stole!
the town of Jingbut
had a ding
that chimed and chimed
did ring and ring
and a mystery
was this loudly thing
for over air
and garden came
straight through house
each room the same
for where you were
it did not wane
an all around
an everywhere
incessant ringing
to the ear
an omnipresent
far and near
it was a witch
as told by some
whose voice aloud
when she was hung
a curse to all
she deathfully sung
others tell
of murdering
or ghost or phantom
or of goblin
a demon’s
episodic rambling
then just as quick
as it had started
it wasn’t there
as strange it ended
gone, gone
but for how long
no-one knew
why it had been
but oft it rang
this haunting ring
that held the town
the Jingbut ding
The goblin was wobblin’ along,
Tipsy and singing a song.
It’s hard to cause fright,
When sober not quite,
He hadn’t the heart to do wrong.
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 glade’s next grimy graphic glossy.
Mare, a seasoned witch with the dark ebony hair
Said I will teach you a spell, to her cousin Cher.
Cher tossed her wand around in the air.
Scarecrow goblin appeared right in front of Mare.
I thought I would teach you, Mare said to Cher.
But you are a true genius of a witch, I do declare!
Conjuring this scarecrow goblin, he gave me a scare.
The goblin laughed, and then ate up Mare.
Sunny the goblin
Was a very joyful troll
With a blue surfboard and a stately pose
Down the beach he would stroll
Sunny the goblin
Is a happy bloke they say
He surfs well you know
Loves the seaside so
He will live here one day
He built a shack right on the beach
He built it on sturdy ground
No dinner he had a *paddle pop instead
And began to dance around.
Oh Sunny the Goblin
Was sun tanned as could be
And the people say
He could surf all day
Just the same as *Midge Farrelly
Oh Sunny the goblin
Knew the surf was up that day
So he said lets do some surfing in the sun
So they surfed all the day
Down to the surf shop
With a surfboard in his hand
Buying gear to wear
New T-shirts everywhere
This place was surf gear land
He bought new board shorts for a pound
And a new summer top
He could have bought lots more
But they were closing the shop
Hmm Sunny the Goblin
Had to hurry on his way
With a little sigh he waved goodbye
Great shopping here today
Thumpety, thump thump, thumpety, thump thump
The sand's so hot it glows!
Thumpety, thump thump, thumpety, thump thump
Sunny carries his board running on his toes.!
Goblin slid into place and surrounded the maid
VeeLee felt his presence, turned and looked at the window shade
He saw her shiver, she somehow sensed that he was there
Goblin slid around her body, and slipped up the stair
With his devil’s head and his black ebony coat,
Goblin was one to be taken seriously, one writer wrote
Another empath who felt his presence as plain as VeeLee
He began to scoot into the darkness, feeling devilish and free
Green Goblin, Green Goblin, how terrible you are.
And only for a serum have you become a superstar.
A star of infamy and Spider-man’s worst foe,
spreading holy terror wherever that you go.
Aliases you have had, maybe up to five.
The third one, Dr. Bart, was not long alive.
As Norman, the original, you came back from the dead -
once again to fill our hero Spider-man with dread.
Norman’s son Harry used the serum too.
And Green Goblins many powers harry knew.
Superhuman strength and agility
and a genius too with regenerative ability.
Driven quite insane, you only wish to kill
and destroy all everywhere you’ve been.
“The five” incapacitated you, yet still
I bet we’ll be seeing you again and again.
March 22, 2023
Marvel Superheroes Supervillians And Superanimals Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Robert James Liguori
The goblin king had a mind that worked magic within.
We have also heard rumors of the goblin king’s twin.
The play tricks on you, so keep your head about you.
Goblins are rare here, more likely in yonder blue.
What tricks do they pull? I asked the gossip galore.
She looked quickly around at the house next door.
I cannot say, for I have an eavesdropper there.
I was careful around the goblin king but admit I did stare.
It is almost automatic to stare at people different than you.
I could not help myself, my mind thought of yonder blue
There are a multitude of goblins there, why did this guy leave?
Some guy had a theory, but it was not plausible – his name was Steve.
Little boy goblin living deep in the woods so happy and gay.
I like to think of you when I crunch the leaves every which way.
Sometimes you appear as if by magic and it is so keen to see….
The way you are lively and fun like a friendly goblin can be.
The young Strut about in the muck- like blind crows.
Plucking shiny things to fashion powerful machines.
To launch themselves into the hologram of dream...
While the old slowly row between wreaths and stones.
Faith, like a gull feather, drifts away into the foam.
The machine flaming out such a long time ago.
As the goblin keeps time to the caw of the crow-
Tears drop tornado, dollops jump above sides
Thin limb goblin sinking anchor bronze
Terrified in rising waves of violent river's rides
Envelope hapless magician in wail swirl static
Embellish emerald strangle collar wash
Emotions sharp peak - white caps leap erratic
Aspired as diamonds, climbed mountain poke
Arrange cloud malady stormy metal shon
Acrewed blue bellies bellow over goblin croak
Rascal salt ocean stab of silver dolphin spears
Roll nauseous sorcery balled crystal slosh
Regaled bedazzle boat slides triumphant tears
7th August 2021
Written for Contest: The Goblin's Jewel Box
Sponsor: Jack Webster
Tears of laughter ran down my face
Goblin's Jewel Box has pride of place
Enchanted tears I shed with grace.
In rain, I danced with wings of fire
My tears became a blue Sapphire
When I dated goblin, it turned out dire.
Reading at night between the lines
I cried a river then I got fined
Ended up doing hard jail time.
Cried a storm over a glass of beer
Thankful that goblin has no peer
He drove me demented, no more tears.
The Goblin's Jewel Box
Sponsored by Jack Webster
Deadline 11th August 2021
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 that seems to sting
Awakening the apprehension
That comes from comprehension
That this haunting is obsessed
With qualms we have confessed
As lingering glimmers of fright
That fill up the darkest night
Ghost poetry contest
Sponsored by Julia Ward
February 11, 2021
From a dark pumpkin snarled out a goblin,
Hobbling, wobbling, said he flew from Dublin
And thundered me to gobble
A blended red scotch double
And demanded a bottle, wrapped in poplin.
Syllabic count: 10/10/7/7/10 (Poetry Soup)
Rhyme scheme: A/A/B/B/A
*A 4th Place* in the following contest (judged on Oct. 19, 2020)
Oct. 10, 2020
Halloween Inspired Limerick Poetry Contest
Tania Kitchin
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