Long Gremlins Poems

Now, if you’re going to Laughing Pines,
I’d laugh and say, “You can’t get there from here”.
Should you go remember to forget your baggage behind.
Just pack a sense of humor and an open mind.
My dyslexic directions...

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MEMORIES OF WAR 


In prison we turmoiled 
packed up cards to fall 
whilst they sucked 
genitals like bonbons 
a quartz on a table
gleamed its knowing

War torn ghettos with 
swollen stomachs 
stretched wide, auras 
shattered, splintered...

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Ghostly spirits from deadly arsenal spell haunting annihilation

With mighty mouse and Hercules height 
tried to retrieve sanity spread loose;
a faded unpleasant memory - even enlisting
decades old cartoon characters: 
Natasha squirrel and Bullwinkle moose
flow of electrons...

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Serrated swathes of overwhelming savage gusts without compassion,
directionless dilatory daydreamer that  I am  ostensibly vulnerable,
to the serendipitous intrusion at a wispy sapphire cloud flaccid noon,
the minimal load  burdensome midpoint idle tranquil saunter,
meteorological...

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Joy and I have been to Melbourne and we’re coming home at last,
From a family get together that I’m glad has come and passed,
It was good to catch up with the rellies who we haven’t...

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day and night Blattaria of various shapes and sizes 
scuttle with incandescent 
   after glow as flashing blur rises
to fill every quarter of mine cerebral core, when asleep pries
me lids awake with shell...

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Sinister voices heard...

and ethereal disembodied spirits seen
from the other side of the woods
said phantasmagorical sound and sight
particularly experienced every Halloween.

Though dog tired
ready for the nocturnal sandman,
but before succumbing to countless winks
namely, quintessentially, telepathically 
fictitious mythical...

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I Write Wits Psalm Burning Desire...

Why?
To escape livingsocial,
     and negate mine birth
figuratively, knowingly,
     and precariously,
     I nightmarishly perch
teeter tottering atop - dearth
of financial...

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We had a garden gnome named Griselda
the bane of our small bungalow
she was nasty and mean, at times quite obscene
the worst that you ever could know!

Her garden mate, Gregor, had feared her
but one day he...

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Shall I relay a sidesplitting hoot from my “care-free” on campus fun phase?
It entails a laboratory session involving three mystic world colossal oafs.
 One had an unerring penchant for Laurel and Hardy mishaps, the other...

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Happy National Friendship Day - August 6th, 2023

The idea of Friendship Day originated 
in the United States in 1919, 
proposed by Joyce Hall, 
the founder of Hallmark cards. 

It gained official recognition 
when the U.S....

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The day my life went ape ‘chit’ in no more than three-hundred words

Llanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwllllantysiliogogogoch counts

And pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis works wonders

When I am asked to write a poem that is either precise or reductionist


Thus I report from my personal...

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Being Aussie and a nomad with a wish to travel far,
there comes a time when money’s scarce no matter who you are.
I was in the north of England when the bank declared I’m broke,
so I...

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Every October here in the UK we set the clocks back by an hour
It’s gives you a feeling of turning back time, one tiny moment of power
It’s meant to be done at two in the...

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(fear not stalwart reader, the sword of Damocles just grazed thy chest when fate found us a place to call home).

to avoid the pitfall of prospective homelessness
which near future prospect 
   induces existential...

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RUNNING INTERFERENCE
by: Acquah Vicki on Saturday, June 9, 2012 at 12:07am ·
RUNNING INTERFERENCE

I have a brand-new glow. I am feeling free of these gremlins.
Hoping to stay that way, it's called growth!
Please feel free to feast...

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written just a couple weeks before the lease at prior abode would expire, and no affordable habitat....just by happenstance and a thankful invisible hand of destiny.
* * * * * * * * * *...

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Unlike this papa akin
     to being racked, raided,
     and raked with hot coals
during his adolescence devoid of
     a social network and academic goals
if...

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Normally, I'd not "Dare" choose just one poet 
to honor.  This time I have, hoping I don't blow it.
I've chosen to break my "Silence" in "Gratitude" 
for "Captain Tom," a man who has a...

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         "Socks"
	(Extra, Missing, or Clinton's Cat)
	Written: by Tom Wright
	3/12/99
	
	Where do socks go when they disappear
	Is my question of the day?
	They always remain, but the question is where?
	Please...

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 Continued from Part 1

The orphans and widows lean into the breeze
watching horrified hangmen descend to their knees 
for the angel of mercy’s no longer inclined
to forgive vengeful  phantoms (oh Furies of night!) ,
...

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I sat on a merry-go-round from, to, and of Hell.
Goblins floating round and round,
Gremlins going up and down.
I sat on the merry-go-round from, to, and of Hell
Playing "Let's make a deal." with the devil himself.
And...

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Poetry is putting emotions down in verse
Good for those that cannot converse
I don't think I'm very good
But it keeps me out of the lonely wood

The lonely wood is a very sad place
The gremlins and ghouls...

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today, i wanna die and bid god riddance grandly 
   going gamesomely gra grave,  de deum, and cymbal crash
to bing mulct emotionally, physically and spiritually - 
   all the grinding...

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Sand dunes reflecting blazing heat burn tiny feet. 
Undulating waves wash the shores with their cooling.
Morning Glory vines climb high offering a nectar treat. 
Mockingbirds soar above gardens, insect seeking.
Every school-aged child enjoys long awaited...

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