Gremlin and Gargoyle, a couple of giant alley cats
Swing their tails hard, knocking away six measly rats
They were looking for something meaty to eat
Finally found a opossum carcass, now isn’t that sweet?
Gremlins are in my tooth today
Chipping it out causing decay.
The ache is getting much more worse
My bottom tooth hurts where they lurk.
Can hear those critters laugh and play
Jaw and neck aches more everyday.
Strong painkillers don't help ease it away
The gremlins deeper digging is well under way.
They channel a tunnel toward the root
These tiny things are merciless brutes.
The gremlin grim fairy waits nearby
I'm on the verge of wanting to cry.
The gremlins spread their infectious rot
Taking over with their uninvited squat.
A visit to the dentist is my only hope
If it goes on much longer I shan't cope.
Sitting back in his chair he shines a light
They screamed I swear, it serves them right.
Antibiotics is the first course of action
And told I won't need a tooth extraction.
I am relieved and happy, maybe a little smug
I can beat these gremlins teeth robbing bugs.
Drilling and a filling was done a week later
I'm grateful and thankful to my tooth saving saviour.
20.10.23
grumpy grumbling grungy gregarious gremlin Greggory
gratefully grasped grainy grandma’s green grapes in glee
greathearted Gretchen greeted greenhorn grim-reaper with gee
grinning, groovy, grown grandson growled among grimy greenery
grandiose grim-reaper granted gratuities and graves gracefully,
grubby? Gruesome? Graphic? Gruff too Grandparents greedily agree.
gruff, gripping, grotesque, gratifying gravestones, grandiose in glee
grumpy grumbling grungy gregarious gremlin Gregg no longer will be.
Tree gremlin started out as a healthy fat oak.
When he turned no one can say, not even him.
It happened so gradually, and yet over decades.
He is one of the wisest beings in the forest, but stuck.
In place, for he has no legs or motion abilities.
Proof of his unusual oak ring heritage.
I've been in the soup bowl for an hour or two
Read some great poetry by poets old and new
So far my commenting is working as it should
Hope I'm not to early to say things are good.
Seems the soup Gremlin met with a grisly end
I think all that he wanted was me for a friend
Or maybe with another poet he's gone to stay
But I just hope from me ; he now keeps at bay.
If you encounter a Gremlin report it straight away
Because left unchallenged he'll sure ruin your day
Contact the Gremlin hotline the number is free
They'll soon be on the case and spare you misery.
Written 5th August 2020.
These men named the car a Gremlin
Then wondered why it did not work.
Gremlins live in my house and we are fine with it most days
They bring cheer and joy to us in subtle elfish ways.
They are well hidden in woodwork crevices and caches.
But sometimes they get too mischievous and move our glasses
Which bothers me little since I have forty pair.
They seem to disappear every other Tuesday in thin air.
Mine are polka dot and flowered and from the dollar store.
Also striped, leopard and plaid, diverse colors galore.
My husband thinks the gremlins are totally unfair,
His glasses, prescription, cost much more than my forty pair.
Hear that giggling coming from the air vent in the hall?
They are my darling sneaky fun-loving gremlins small.
Life surreal
living unmedicatedly
admittedly I
traded dreams
for no nightmares
side effects included
a 1,000 mile stare
looking out windows
for rain
when there was
no humidity in the air
trapped inside
wanting to hide
when there was no
seeker for miles
Paranoid that a gremlin
had multiplied
after being fed after
midnight
Now, everytime
I close my eyes
imprints of bad dreams
remain paused
on the backs of my
eyelids
as if my mind was
buffering
dark as it was vivid
I opened my eyes
to see if the movie
would play
and the room remained
unchanged,
The question I ask
is quite simple
Was it a dream
and why did I wake up
staring out the window,
wet and crumbs
all in my beard?
To dream without fear
and look with no stare.
An evil little gremlin lives under your bed;
Yes! It's true!
You can't see him but he sees you.
Sometimes when it's real, real dark
You might hear him run across the floor:
pitty-patter, pitty-patter, on tippy toes…
Not very loud, but he's there all the same.
You can't see where he went
Or tell whence he came.
Lurking in the night,
Barely out of sight,
Waiting for you to put your arm
Or foot over the edge of the bed;
Then he'll grab you and pull you on the floor!
Did you ever wake up on the floor?
Well, that's why.
Sometimes, for an evil prank,
He'll give your covers a terrible yank
And you'll wake up shivering and quivering.
This gremlin isn't very friendly
As you'll have realized.
He even makes you dream terrible nightmares.
That's what he does best of all.
And even though he's very small in size
He's got sharp pointy teeth to sink in your feet
When you get up in the morning.
From the ongoing series "Lucifera's Questionable Daycare Poems and Stories." It was included in my small collection Moonstill Tulip Wine and Others (Seattle: Duck's-foot Tree Productions, 1979).