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!
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
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 calling
card for their Empress shade.
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, 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 watch you or wilt
A time to patronize men she would dump
Better that than a throat with a lump.
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)....
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)
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 !
Indicted Jockey borne aloft by Leech:
Gold-grab Land-grab God-grab !
Blow this World up so drab !
Let the Self-CHOSEN-Few reign with Leech !
Shame ! Shame on US ! Last bastion of Speech !
The World held its breath hoping YOU’d us teach !
Your sons laid their lives down
To uphold righteous Crown:
Empty words rot on Omaha Beach !
(c) T. Wignesan - Paris, February 3, 2020
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 Trial !
Draw horse blood in phial !
Drink ! » said Chief Life-Saver Nation to teach !
Coast-Guard in Cloak-Rooms begged bets to reach
The magic number to put to sleep Teach
« Hold back horses until
All bets are in the till !
I’ll let none throw law-books on my Leech ! »
Indicted Jockey rode-off bareback on Leech !
To save face while saddled Life-Savers preach:
« No Nuts ’n Bolts-on, please !
This fake Trial must cease ! »
Come November who’ll lose this race on Beach ?
(c) T. Wignesan, Paris, January 29, 2020
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 ?
Calls no bets after vote ? »
Who’s to reach for reins to saddle Leech ?
Hocus-Pocus ! POTUS ! Teach Impeach !
Who rules as Leech trots on beyond reach ?
Now we have hung Jury
ImPeachMentAlIty
No more bets, please ! Beseech not Teach to preach !
Leech filly chairs G-20 ! O ! Screech !
Vice-POTUS heifer draws 50G bleach !
High stakes family fun
The World is a top spun !
Will POTUS filly rule from the new breach ?
(c) T.Wignesan - Paris, January 15, 2020
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 down for lack of bets on Leech
Whistle-Blower held breath to teach impeach
Upper House closed the breach to foist Leech
Said Teach : « No more bets, please ! »
Leech learned to trot with ease
Then Teach rode Leech without a screech
Teach then said : « Place all bets out-of-reach !
This race will take first place : Each-to-Each ! »
Twenty-two trillion debt
The pit is full and wet
Whose finger will dam dike in the breach ?
(to be continued)
© T. Wignesan – Paris, December 17, 2019
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 then be sent
once they figured out
The Imp Each Meant.
John G. Lawless
©12/8/2019
Want to make the imp possible
Turning the sword to words
Breathing out because i need to breath in
severe verse not in reverse
Words often remain deceitfully silent
And hid den or for bid den
Pauses holding moments
Where nothing needs said
My beautiful ginger haired goddess faerie
Thick curls down her back, floating against her
Dainty cellophane dragonfly faerie wings.
Translucent, alabaster skin rarely seen even in a glimpse.
My delicate ginger haired goddess faerie
Enjoying woodland's most endearing sunrise.
He is awed by her beautiful, enticing loveliness.
Unconcerned, she massages her dainty faerie toes.
My selfless ginger haired goddess faerie.
Took a silent dip among the lily pads this morning.
Not wanting to bother forest creatures in repose.
My gorgeous, sincere, beautiful ginger haired goddess faerie.
I watch from the shadows in awe,
Careful to not alert or frighten her.
Scantily skipping imp,
Feet floating
Like an electrified shrimp,
Shoe sole flapping
Like an unpaid pimp,
Flamp-p-p
Listing limping imp,
Toes knotting
Like a ballerina chimp,
Shoe tongue flopping
Like a deflated blimp,
Flimp-p-p
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