Long Chillingly Poems

The Old Dark House

This tale of “The Old Dark House” is one that’s replete with a
most horrid sense of pure evil and macabre, and is worth being
retold each year during the deep-dark hours of All...

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This tale of “The Old Dark House” is one that’s replete with a
most horrid sense of pure evil and macabre, and is worth being
retold each year during the deep-dark hours of All Hallows’ Eve
before the...

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This tale of “The Old Dark House” is one that’s replete with a
most horrid sense of pure evil and macabre, and is worth being
retold each year during the deep-dark hours of All Hallows’ Eve
before the...

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Many of you live
humbly and heartily
patriotically and industriously
nutritiously and faithfully
in Western and Southern States,

United in this time of shrinking reservoirs,
dying rivers,
hurricaned coastal residents

Displaced by floods,
invasive mold,
voracious rot and rats,

Barren top soil,
failing electrical networks,
drought,
inhumane heat,
decimated forests

Bereft...

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The world that unfolds before me is unknown, but for some reason it is mine. Yes.
Anyone could say that my life is monotonous. But not. I protest. This is not true. Only mine.
No one just...

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From ‘The Woe of Roanoke ‘
It wasn’t just the gale that chilled his skin
As he mulled on the cannibal captured within.
In trembling state he clenched close his cane
To rap tap the gate of the jail...

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Don't take this as an ordinary joke

While I was in the middle of an
Enchanting dream,
You blew my pathetic mind 
I tried to sharpen my senses
Shadows were encircling my eager soul
Rising from dimming skies
Chasing after the...

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Holocaust Poem: "On The Slaughter of the Jews"
by Chaim Nachman Bialik
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Merciful heavens, have pity on me!
If there is a God approachable by men
as yet I have not found him—
Pray for...

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Here, this day, on this inglorious
Field
Thy vain struggles will count no
Valour.
All hope now abandoned,
Imminent defeat unconcealed;
Erstwhile countenance display 
Such waxen, languid pallor.
Surround by your dwindling 
Forces
Ye will but sadly find...
That the stout keep of your...

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In times to come, heavy as steel that freezes stories yet untold,
The sky wraps itself in ash of thoughts yearning to be confined.
Silent streets converge towards a doubtful, mechanical horizon,
Where the sobriety of hope seems...

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Tension crawls into the pores of crashing contemplation
Why has it become so hard to breathe?
If only it was known what this dejected heart is saying
As she sobs poetic lines of wordless woe
She is cradled in...

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Posthumous
I’ve seen death passing by,
looking through her glassy eyes,
silenced by her inward shrieks and dumb.
Escaping presence,
all the while stepping closer to clinch on.
Where the precipice submerges
failing you in flight. 
Shot with the last shot, 
there was to...

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Oh, where did you come from? The sad sight of you 
     breaks my heart in two. I see that you're lost, 
        ...

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Flashing lights of neon blue, sirens loudly roared
Neighbours gathered in the street
Wondering if anybody saw?
Confusion as the ambulance opens wide it's doors
She's carried out under white cotton sheets
As her teddy falls to the floor

It was...

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Second sight in some infants, short tenure belies
Unbiased newness unpicks societal manufacture
To passers by, lurking spiritual assets recognisable
Pervading expression classifies their clairvoyance

Such was toddling dandelion darling, Aubergine 
Unphased, observant, chillingly serene in nature
Cherubic smirk absorbed...

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March Winds

Stooping their backs while grasping their hats
The gentleman and lady friend push back
The wind, attempting to gain progression
On the sidewalk to their destination!

One leg ahead, followed by the other
Stepping forward in an aggressive manner,
They...

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A Foggy Mist and a Chilling Sound

Walking down the dimly lit street,
a foggy mist rising around my feet.
Soon the fogs so thick, I can't see,
walking blindly, by the river,
that's running past me.

Street lamps can just...

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Pretty soon, night will fall upon the city,
And lives of crime animate spasmodically
As Gene Pitney croons “A Town Without Pity”
And the clubs and the gin joints open methodically.

Hepcat jazzmen smoke reefers, shoot junk,
The pimps clean...

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With one hand laid upon the Holy book
The new Judge raises her other hand high.
She swears an oath that millions before her promised:
Faithful service, unbiased justice, no compromise.

       ...

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Another year has come - chillingly -
and more chillingly for me than in decades heretofore.
I watch it ranting from my window as I recall. . . . 

The year already past had tugged me from...

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It wields misery like a knife. And there's no magic wand to be waved 
To make it fade into oblivion. It leaves me suddenly hankering 
For the halcyon days of summer. There isn't enough warmth...

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Whiten the ground O freaky freezing frost. Crunch under thy feet, in a feverishly flowing fountain of bristly bleak crystals. Boughs glimmering with water trapped in it's flow. Solidified in the hands of a angered...

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you're a D.J
you're a preacher
a carer or
 a teacher
you're a painter
you're a builder
you're a bouncer
or announcer
you're a chef!
you're a doctor
you're a dentist
 you're a chemist
or a nurse!
you're a lawyer
you're a sales rep
or a vet!
 all...

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It's cold here.

It was cold long before
Winter arrived
harsh frigid stares
as people passed by
subtle cues
to warn us off
send us packing
"This is not your neighborhood-
you are not welcome here."
their unspoken message
loud and clear

It's cold here.

Winds of change
blew...

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Down by the forest's edge at night 
she dances as her auburn hair wildly glows.
She steps out into the pale moon light,
so the night creatures can see the show.

Misty fog the woods it does grace
as...

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