Long Baskerville Poems

"Peace in the Nowhere"

Ghosts remain in this place
they read their words 
marked each day on walls
like prayers, it gives them
peace in the nowhere

someplace relevant to go

Ghosts commune in this place
disowned long ago or walked
off the...

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Baron Von Frankenstein sent me, an invitation to the ball
To be held on Hallows Eve, at his castle in the great hall
I had nothing planned for the night so decided to go
And I thought he'd...

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Sonnet Doubles, A Poet's Deeper Thoughts 

I Will Not Fiddle To New Hollow Tunes

I will not play fiddle to hollow tune
nor beg day, be lit by pale light of moon
life to have worth, must not...

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"At the Seat of the Catacombs of Amygdala"



 
"...the curse ruled from the underground down by the shore
And their hope grew with a hunger to live unlike before..." The Curse



Violet Black the night is...

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"50 Words for Poe: Baskervilles"
 

 
Baskervilles 
was loping over graves 
digging dirt for bones 
sniffing evidence of dead souls
counting tomes 
it flayed time & bled the gut 
of it’s own black soul
ate it inside...

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In Times New Roman, I font
to hitch wagon to a star.

Alias Adobe Jenson Albertus Aldus here
wed Alexandria (Algerian, an all around
American Typewriter gal) scattershot
with Antiqua ancestry, she told me
after I Aster while Aurora Borealis

shimmered overhead,...

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great expectations
anticipated in the 
poetic heart 
Havisham delivered
all and more for love, 
a separate unseen thief, 
tore the others’ worlds apart

webs like ectoplasm
from underneath a rock
scurrying swiftly out of sight
wrapped tight around a child
dressed in...

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Alias Adobe Jenson Albertus Aldus here
wed Alexandria (Algerian, an all around
American Typewriter gal) scattershot
with Antiqua ancestry, she told me
after I Aster while Aurora Borealis

shimmered overhead, while temporarily
embarking on long day's
journey into night
("yule Jean," I uttered
for...

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On a dare
        full well knowing its reputation
                    ...

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The Gargoyle Yawns

The Fogwalker searches for clues  in the  moist darkness of early morning. The mist feels it's way through empty alleys and vacant lots. 
Cautious footsteps crackle from the gravel pathway lined...

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They are so harsh others said, and they will peck you. They are mean
She ignored their warnings and concentrated on loving her rooster
Named him Codymyer a name that appeared to fit for some odd reason.
He...

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Living in fear of trou-de-loup
Jittering teeth as terror unfurls
Fingers of mist become pea soup
Unfamiliar with alien world.

Muffled sound hear dog bark
I think Hound of Baskerville
Vision has fled but fear is stark
Paralyzed ridged standing still.

Wendigo watching...

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If I were to be a font, 
I wonder which font I would be?
Calibri and Arial are nice, but a little too common for me.

If I were to be a font, 
I would pick which...

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Behold the cold village Baskerville fog
  and holiday summer fields bundling hay,
the Officers Club back door buying grog
  till all our money slowly pissed away!
And lock and load shoot to kill in dead...

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There’s a man in a box they told us that day
Come down by the park. He cannot get away!
We can hear him silently screaming,
And snoring, so he may be also dreaming

We all ran down there...

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