Mephistopheles Poems - Poems about Mephistopheles

"Heeling Mephistopheles" murdering crows flies in on the bow of a Stradivarius strange webs cleared from the mind of Machiavellian insolence insisting life written by dancing fingers pressing monochrome due diligence for justice wrapped in blankets of cloudy deliverance tack a piercing bittersweet entendre all the ebony wiles imprinting jewels for stringing persuasive shiny stratagems become ivory pearls tingling vanilla dalliances crisp and...

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There was a king once reigning Who carried a great, big flea— And far from him complaining, The flea filled the king with glee! For to him that flea was dearer Than even his only son, And to make his preference clearer, Raised it higher than anyone! In ermine, silk and satin The flea was soon arrayed; Of sable was is hat in, His frock coat,...

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THE NOCTURNAL DELIGHT OF MEPHISTOPHELES - PART TWO (CONTINUED): The stage was now set . . . from nowhere, Mephisto handed me a missive in Medieval Latin to read. He said, “Young poet, the hour is late, and I know You’re a scholar who can read this letter for better.” “And Sign it now you Must...

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One dark, dreary night while working on a poem of hellish, hideous and Horrible fright, I became at once quite so fatigued and could barely keep My eyelids open anymore, and then suddenly darkness came masking my Psyche in a Most eerie dark night, only to find when awakening a sinister, Dark presence lurking at my...

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Something woke her up, accidental overdose, broke her state of comatose. From the nightmares and the dreams with their laughter and their screams. Upon the floor there lay below the grand city on display, The structure of her dreams where within nightmares reigned supreme. What had roused her from this living death? To witness the madness of another King Macbeth. She found herself with company...

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