Horrors Poems

make it so

everything’s complicated
everything’s a struggle
have you noticed?
it’s a psychological horror
is this the ‘adult disillusionment’ I keep hearing about?

I mean, things work, if you sit on them like an egg—
If your mother things along and helicopter a result.
I mean, what do people do who don't have my resources and sunny disposition?

I get America’s increasing paranoia but I

The Horrors of War

death screams echoing around me,
no peace here violence is all you will see.
come with the wish to be a hero,
who’s hero do you plan to be when you never see home again.
there are none here all thats here is zombies in the form of men.
why didn’t you stay at home with your wife,
think about it,

Horrors of War

Horrors of War

I can see the sky exploding, falling overhead
Filling us with horror and dread
Killing innocent people in the name of religion, race and creed
Or a political agenda for the benefit of a few in the ruling regime
They speak out loudly on TV and in crowds on the street
Advocating free will genocide and won’t accept

The Horrors of War

(NB  The character in this poem does not belong to any country but is generic.)

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The sirens howl.
I can smell the fear
I sow in the city.
My super gun can tear 
Through buildings
Where innocent people 
Lie huddled in despair.
I do not gloat.
My heart is ice.  
I have a job to do.
 
I feel all powerful
like

Horrors of Autumn

Why must autumn take me back to the sunshine days of my love?
Love, non-existent now
Buried in the depths of the ground
like someone throws away broken pottery, our love has been trudged and treaded on 

Why must autumn bring with it gusts of your musky smell?
The same fragrance that takes me back to your neck, 
The

The Horrors

Every morning  as I walk out my door,
I look down, cant even see the floor..
I know their there, even if I can't see
When I open the door, it sets them free..
Claws hiting me up and down my leg
Would do no to cry out or beg
Oh the horrors I face
That I was afraid was no

House of Horrors Rondine

House of horrors sits on a hill
you smell decay as you walk by; 
 ‘No trespassing’ you should comply; 
You may not want to get your fill 
loud warning bells are not a drill;
Just one look inside? Please don’t try;
House of horrors; 
Time and again there’s been a kill; 
Boarded windows will amplify 
the halo

All the Horrors

We knelt beside her with all our sin,
with all our horrors hid deep within,
and yet she offered us a smile,
knowingly, lovingly, forgivingly.

Our lives she captured in her eyes,
all the wherefore's, what-fore's, whys,
all the half-truths, fibs, and lies,
all the ways we made her cry;

and yet she smiled when she passed on,
her tears were wisdom to carry

Youtube Horrors

On Youtube I learned
Of the
Carrington event

That has been
And will
Come once again

The problems It portends
to bring on
It's heals

brings a shudder
to some
Of my friends

And when mr. musk
Shot 49 rockets
By next day all 
But 9 had bit dust

Consumed as
It were
By solar flares

Or at least
they would have
Us to trust

To have lived
In the green hills
Of Tennessee

With a hillbilly
there
On the land

Returning

Gasps of Witnessed Horrors

I'm shivering, naked, I'm amidst bodies on a cart
All I remember is looking up awaiting the water
Entangled I am seeing grimaced pinked faces
And a solumn looking sky very close to tears

Now discarded, left, sensing a sweet acrid smell
Knowing the await, soon the others and I
Time passes as I drift in and out of reality
Then night

Little Shop of Horrors - Suppertime

[Gershon recently likened (tongue in cheek) my line
‘My lunch is you’ to some classic movie lines. This
inspired verse one.
Jan recently described a dental dilemma which inspired
me to add a few more verses.]
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It isn’t ‘To be or not to be’
And it isn’t ‘Not

New Year Humour ' Bedroom Horrors'

RUFUS 

Fat boy Rufus takes a rooster to bed 
"It's my natural alarm clock" he said 
He woke late the next morning 
Now Rufus is in mourning 
Cos he rolled over and flattened him dead... 

ARTHUR AND SUE

Two newlyweds Arthur and Sue
Were doing as young couples do 
But then as their bed rocked 
They became

From Moonday To Sinday - a Week of Horrors

From Moonday to Sinday = A Week of Horrors



On Moonday the orb above turned red,
To awaken the famished dead.
We've beaten them back ever since,
And still, when I bash their skulls, I wince.

Duesday brought the settlement of all our hates
The weaker perished at the gates;
The strong forced all within their gifts.


Woundsday followed with storms of blood,
Nothing

Little Horrors

Pedro was a Mexican who lived in Mexico
Pedro always wore a hat, a big sombrero
Pedro loved the sun he sunbathed every day
He tipped his hat over his eyes to keep sun-rays away

Some cheeky children passing by saw Pedro in repose
Decided to stick chewing gum up poor Pedro's nose
This did not awaken him although his nose

After the Horrors

The papers are full 
   of the 
horrendous - quite probably racist 
   mass murders 
After the horrors 
   we Americans 
must try - try hard 
   to keep up our usual activities
      Going to a baseball game
I felt a little worried

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