Adventure Grave Poems

Beyond the grave of Beni Blue
was an aging twisting branching Yew
Young Beni liked to play and hide
as he did the day he died

In a forgotten...

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Donn Black:Export Trash 300 points
 4 likes this week, on: Stars Above (2)  The Coffin (2)  •  Lifetime likes 4.  Rank...

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said the older ghost to the younger ghost,
watch and learn from me how to scare the most,
just show up in open crowd,
bare ugly fangs and...

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Cadaverous climate controlled cave creature 

(Idea birthed, engendered, and germinated 
from Lombok Indonesia earthquakes
On 5 August 2018, 
a destructive and shallow earthquake
measuring Mw 6.9 
(ML...

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I kiss this cigarette and it's killing me
But I admire the beauty of its smoke
Like flying into space without a helmet
O hands tickle core and...

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A desolate isle, where it hurts to smile
buried betwixt mists both eerie and vile.
Forever hidden amongst dwellers of an uncanny guile,
where those who chance stumble...

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Akin twin invisible presence coaxing...paranormal

Action across ouija board
herald Faustian bargain
as fingers of left hand appear to move
planchette of their own accord...
inexplicably, silently, and verily
along a...

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when Pearl passed
I placed on her  tombstone 
an old pair of bone dice 
and a short prayer
maybe she’ll get lucky...

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I have made a solemn vow that I would not spend my fourth Christmas in this grave yard but from all indication my shadow is...

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A boy is an undead
While a girl is a leatherhead 
Mom and dad find a severed head
The front yard is now flowing in red. 
What...

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The old bell chimes at four,
A sound no one could ignore.
The dead rise and the sky falls,
The pouring rain washing it all.
For this world is...

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I haint donning royal carpet treatment

No stuntman/woman showed up, 
albeit intervened in timely fashion
to thwart mishaps experienced 
courtesy me I bemoan,
and poet lore re: yet...

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They say we're off the Bar
Likewise the red-pen off its ink
Whilst we stand outside in a foreign land that we yield no appraisal
We glamour unto...

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Along a quiet river to nowhere were styx lean like broken crosses. The wind is gentle with a sent of quite decay or is that...

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Housekeeping not a strong suit with the missus

(***warning ungapatchka language ahead***)
regarding following lines courtesy the missus,
who adventitiously, inadvertently, unknowingly
allowed, enabled and provided inspiration I
attest Frau...

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