Mystery Horror Poems

Creepy patience, eerie desires following the dreamlike honeycomb,
consistent unawareness, wax in tatters, exhaling fortune-tellers, spooky scenario,
come in harlequin
mischievous, that is not time, that is your...

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a tomb
   you say
domed 
and grand
and cherubin
   temerity
a mass grave
of all of us
but 
who still
creeps around
upstairs


...

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I blundered …

through the dark forest -
I knew where I was headed
though I’d lost the trail many hours hence
but darkness had now fallen
and my face...

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          NOWHERE
              ...

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Dead End Street

He is waiting in the dark
In the smoky dark under the railway sidings.
He is nervous in the black
In the black of the black...

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by Max Burchett

As I was driving the usual way,
Out Chapman Road to start the day,
I saw him standing there.
I stopped and had to stare.

I was...

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*Note 
I had to bring this one back, though I've been posting mostly new writes here that PS hasn't seen before. This poem has been...

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NOT incarnated in an unlight inside this Great Hookworm's duotoroidal traumedy-

NOR feverously skeined 'tween the Void's warp-weft over timeleft psukhai shivering-

NIL latency in thoughtfoam friths...

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Slodes new poem : Walk on the Wise side
The talking clouds,the talking clowns
Feeling like they just do whatever
Calling out everything but mystery
But using it to...

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I have heard all your excuses 
I have listened to all your pleas
It is time to pay the pipers 
With the sweet tears of your...

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Midnight Hauntings Of Old Man Turner's House


Daylight's silver fingers haunt the old home
Ghosts stay there haunting and at night they roam
So eerie when they together...

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This land of entitlement 
entertainment and enterprise 
lost burnt broken...despised 
skeletal structures reaching 
griping 
clutching 
scraping this infernal sky!

Arcane factories sit on horizons 
haunted like...

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My friend, don’t struggle so
Not much longer to go
No more working for the all-mighty buck
No more lusting after the…
Ahhh your dirty mind 
Will be the...

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This is way the flesh ends not in burning or dust
Not in a whimper but a scream
As you see I am an Artiste and such,...

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