Long Impaler Poems

The latter classified as a voivode
(prince) of Wallachia
(part of modern Romania).
Surrounded by enemies
that included the Hungarians,
the Ottomans, his younger brother,
and Walachian nobility,
Vlad employed extremely
cruel gruesome measures
to inspire fear in those
who opposed him.

He earned his nickname
by...

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‘ Monsters, Among Us … ’

 Scatter The Creeping Vapor-Stench, Away
  Expose The Wake of  Eerie, Fog and Shadows
And Nightshade and Fiends, and Vile-Beasts That Bay
 Begone, to Taboo, Grounds, Unhallowed …

… for...

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"The Unhidden"



courage winks
and grins 
Spring is in his step
harsh courage wins 
unhidden 
staring down 
the barrel of a lens

there’s a mad man 
losing marbles
sitting all alone 
cornered 
without friends
a bully bringing in his 
paid assassins

courage...

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we remain
 at DEFCON 4
no cause for alarm
we continue to monitor
  this situation
very fluid
interesting times
buckle your
  seat belt

Nosydoomas prophesized:
  the Bear goes ballistic
  the Eagle tears itself to shreds
  Mars,...

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Whitby is a great little town 
Nearby Scarborough is too noisy by far
Here at Whitby. you can sit around
On the beach dreaming of castles afar

To Transylvania, to the castle of Bran
Where. I saw a vision...

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(The Torre Vela is a prominent castle tower
at the "prow" of the Alhambra Palace, and
dominates the Spanish city of Granada.)

My lame-ass lips can't even draw 
McDonalds milkshake through a straw: 
and if I must 
run...

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(Torre Vela = prominent tower, part of
the Alhambra palace, Granada, Spain)

My lame-ass lips can't even draw 
McDonalds milkshake through a straw: 
and if I must 
run for the bus, 
I take an oxygen inhaler. 
You...

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Playing the Game, The Early Years
For Hillary (Clinton) and Vlad The Impaler
AKA Putin

In the early years, they were together so much
I thought they were sh*gging
Perhaps Hillary thought her day had come 
And it was she...

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The Wallachian fields of yore,
had such a prestigious decor. 
Hanging corpses with his skill,
thirsting only for bloody thrill.

Crucifixes near a soulless heart,
fields of bodies displaying art.
Scorching the earth each crusade,
Islam cursing his torturous blade.

Cordial visits...

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There was a man;
Whose lived by the mountains for ages.
He was; but to be seen,
Or heard.

He was; truly bizarre,
With no lads by his side,
He lived in the castle;
Of Romania of Britzsit.

When the wolves cried in...

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Ice in his veins,
mountain of sticks.
Suffers by the pain,
of a blessed crucifix.

First of his kind,
impaler he is known.
Leader of the blind,
from his coffin throne.

Jewels of his world,
bodies nailed to wood.
Waves of enemies hurled,
where brave men...

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