Imp Poems - Poems about Imp

Holiday Humour - Halloween

I can’t seem to find my wand,
without it this spell won’t bond!
I had it last night,
with those imps who bite.
I’ll summon help from beyond!

was she faerie imp or princess

her hair opened in a flowing part like a book
butterflies graced the edges, and the covers
her pale blue eyes held my imagination
dreams never looked this gorgeous
was she a faerie, an imp, a princess?
she stared into my eyes and I was astounded
I have never felt more mesmerized or intrigued

Imp Lore

Shadows play upon my skin,  
ebbing, waning, flowing
from their gain,
their touch leaves a shiver 
from the fanged release of sin,  
a shudder down my spine,  
a reminder of the unknown,  
thoughts; did I let them in?

So do I welcome the shadows,  
as they linger and fade,  
leave a residue

The Imp

It was a simple task, sweep the floors and keep the fire going
whatever his master was brewing the flame must not go out
Tittle thought himself adequate and most confident
out he went into the woods to gather stick and brush
bundling them and tying together on a rope to drag home
He had enough kindling to keep the

The Strange But True Story of the Lincoln Imp

Down in hell, that stronghold of sin.
strange things stir, but let me begin.
I'll get to the point. Some details I'll skimp.
I tell the tale of a mischievous imp.
Of two imps in fact, to be more precise.
If trouble occurs, it may occur twice.
If on earth bawling kids cause a terrible mess,
why should imps in Pandemonium do

Upside Down Backwards Imp

Let’s have an upside down and backwards day
Says the imp who almost got away
He causes havoc and laughs with a bray
The upside-down imp who showed up in May

Women Are Fighting Back

Women, sure, are fighting back:
Don’t rebelling energy lack;
For men’s vicious and hateful whacks,
Their sometimes murderous whacks.

Each time one is made to seem an imp, 
Some male body goes down or limp 
A confused one begins to sex starve
And can attack with what women have. 
You don’t a woman try to jilt
And she sits back to

Imp You Dent

She fights her way through hell
to free his unsaveable soul
Dainty haze
imp fern no
only 1 imp per tent
just me beeing(See my last poem)....

There Is No Elf But An Imp In the Simple

To all those i was unkind to
I'm sorry i was
here free kick to the genitals
Sorry didn't mean to flip the ant
Forgave everyone but
There is no elf but an imp in the simple
Feel that
that is your jaw
slightly ajar
as i take the breath
away fae you

(fae is Scottish for from)

The Imp Ostor

The Imp sat atop the dresser, unmoving,
in the corner of the room, I waited, pen in hand.
No sound did he make, nor his locus improving,
as his bloodshot eyes, my attention, they demand.

In days slipped past, he spoke in lulled timbre,
for years he abated the fears that I had,
his mind so subtle, his thoughts so limber,
but

Imp-Each-Ment-Air-Ditty: Iv

IMP-EACH-MENT-AIR-DITTY - IV

Leer on face droning phony his Speech
Coast-Guard nasal-ed win bareback on Leech
Triumph of Demo-Crazy
World aghast by Lunacy
DEMOCRACY strappado-ed on staid Beach

Lone Life-Saver shed ONE tear on lost Beach
While Leech kicked bareback biting hand of Teach
Peach tore to shreds SOTU
Corona-Virus-ed YAHOO !
Now POTUS sons romp and riot on Beach !

POTUS Son-in-Law Prophet Peace Preach

Imp-Each-Ment-Air-Ditty Iii

IMP-EACH-MENT-AIR-DITTY III !

Holy Smoke ! Odour of incense on Beach !
Trainers marched with saddles to straddle Leech !
« SILENCE ! » Dull as Thunder !
« Under pain of locker ! »
Grave mist hung low on Life-Savers each !

CJOTUS kept clock arms for each to preach
Who summoned Founding Fathers onto Beach !
« This race is no

Imp-Each-Ment-Air-Ditty Ii

IMP-EACH-MENT-AIR-DITTY - II

Coast-Guard droned and whined striding on Beach
« Who dares to teach me how to close breach ?
Hand over the saddles !
I’ll dump them in puddles !
No-one , I say, rides bareback on Leech ! »

Peach of a Teach lay bareback on Beach
Counting on four bets to counter Leech
« What if Coast-Guard turns coat

Imp-Each-Ment-Air-Ditty

Imp-Each-Ment-Air-Ditty

Once peach of a Teach on beach tried to preach
The art of closing the reach in a breach
The Coast-Guard drew his gun
Shot a hole in the bun
Now Teach leaks through breeches during Speech

Teach then placed bets on a horse called Leech
Before Whistle-Blower could cry « Impeach ! »
Leech took off in anger
To smite Whistle-Blower
House closed

The Imp Each Meant

There was confusion
no one seemed to be content
to leave the settling dust
to come to rest
and wish that somehow
he had just confessed.
And yet they plodded on
in hindsight’s quest
invited him as an
unwanted guest
demanding
that he do
his level best
empty all his pockets
at their behest.

But there was trouble
in the searches scope
of parsing every word
in venal hope
the papers that they drew
could

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