Long Coachman Poems

This piece was inspired, many years ago, by the magnificent poem - "The Highwayman" -



‘Neath an ivory moon in a cobalt sky, on a clear and silky night, 
On ebon steed, with pistol drawn, I...

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( Based on the animated musical produced by Walt Disney 
based on the fairytale written by Charles Perrault.)
 
"Hello Cinderella, how are you ?
I am very happy and still in love,
the Prince is kind and...

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Out of hell’s breath the Devil’s Coachman comes and turns
around the tale to woe twists as the world creeps backwards
underneath the clay slithering sacrificial savagery begins
 
Ghastly ghostly spectres watch on with soulless glee
under laid...

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Out of hell’s breath the Devil’s Coachman comes and turns
around the tale to woe twists as the world creeps backwards
underneath the clay slithering sacrificial savagery begins
 
Ghastly ghostly spectres watch on with soulless glee
under laid...

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There’s a lake called the lake of Illusions,
And there’s a house right by its side.
It’s a house where I’m hiding,running away from memories.
It’s where I’m destined to be forever.

The rules don’t apply here, no.
The storm...

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The year was 1680 and I was travelling,
            I sat in the carriage looking out the window;
The coachman was driving the horses quickly,
 ...

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She wails to your soul 
The coming of pain 
The black fairy appears 
Voice of the undead 
in the darkness 

Waking through the mind 
Piercing my inner most shell 
Bringing the death of you 
Pure...

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Time was ticking away as I stumbled in the rain,
            My carriage was in a ravine, the coachman dead;
Oh the beautiful horses with their...

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A storm's raging in the realm of Daga
Coachman pulls his horses to halt
There stood a castle with gargoyles spouting water
While rain poured cats and dogs 
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One in a million, gazillion, bazillion
Worth more than gold dollars a trillion or a billion –
You are my beacon, a Christian, love driven.
No heathen, no herdsman, no huntsman or felon.
No elfin, no ermine, no coward...

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Dr Marcus said to Captain Kronos. You have to come quick!
Deaths all over the village, we are getting ancient, old and sick!
Kronos brought his hunchback, Professor Grost, of course.
What was happening? Was this a supernatural...

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It’s the cat on the doorstep you didn’t expect.
A burnt-out lightbulb darkening the foyer.
It’s the thought of something creepy lurking under the porch,
A feeling you might need a clever lawyer.

It’s the odd conjunction of uncanny...

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 Deep in our roots are dramas to see.
Henrietta Jane Fisher, the master's daughter was she,
five generations back on "ye olde" family tree.
Eloped with Thomas, a coachman slave was he,
fleeing to Quakers to be married...

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A LATE VISITOR

Sleepless, he’d taken seat
In an overstuffed chair

Lamp not lit, nor diversion sought,
Just sitting there

Worrying on about problems of day
Listening for answers night wouldn’t say

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Carriage drawn by four black steeds
Zombie coachman no blood to bleed
He is employed by Dracula
Who calls him fondly Tarantula.

Tonight he's on deadly mission
His masters suffering malnutrition
With fangs that ache, desperate for blood
He's practised in art...

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As it sets, the sun streaks the sky
   Cornucopia of festive ribbons on high

Emerald green, deep pink, aquamarine
   Heavenly canvas, blazing scene

Scant moments later, it's pale overhead
   Sunset vanished,...

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The village clock struck midnight
Full moon,high in the sky
shutters on windows slam closed
As a dark soul wanders by
The cemetery comes to life
ghoulish creatures play 
night time is our play time
We have no need for day
creaking sound...

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