.
hern
cute blacknose
valais
and aw'them
locks
')
*valais blacknose;
is frequently called thuh
cutest sheep in thuh world
Once again the night came
Once again your memory
Once again my heart felt,
a little cold and misery.
The sky went dark
The clouds were heavy
In the midst of these raindrops
I again started missing you very
Once again am wrapped in the arms of nature
The sound of rain
The smell of earth
and the air with pixy dust and moisture
Wondering how you've been so far...
Once again in my universe, you became a tiny little star.
Love,
Aleena
.
That girlie in the promotion
Top yourn writes
That black and gold drapery
and
That diaphanous sleeve
yep
mine behave hath cause'd
it's drape's
undress
The nymph's gold curlz
knot'd
mine
Mine cool breathe
tickle'd
hern dome
bloom'n hern breast
hern quiver'd
hern
dream'd scream
herrr
In mine torso's
Limbz
limp'd
*well it could uv'd
,)
.
'tiz
mine me
i'n
the pneuma you
know
thundrstruck
with your
pixy
all 'bout
whut you
luv
ahh
me
my most 'mistakably
mine
your'n
*so I'll mention: i'n; az in, mine; belonging to me
thus, i'n; belonging to i
she kissed mine
i'n
deep
i think i'm in
love ')
.
'pon
yesss
'pon
the acres uv
lavender
there
whut the poet
longs for
the sparkling
slight
clad in crystal
blue
with
sparkling diaphanous
wingz
spining
tumbling with blue crystals
spilling in circles
the Spring wind
touching it's
soft
cauzing
gentle slow
rise
the artist enthralled
for the Sun outlines
too the taut through that
diaphanous
frock
PARANORMAL
Zeny
Yokel
Xeno
Wizard, Woolley headed
Voodoo, Vagabond
Unicorn
Tyrant
Stupid, Surreal
Robot
Quirk
Pygmy, Pixy, Polygamy
Oberon
Narcissus, Narcotic, Nancy, Nightmare
Monster, Mermaid, Micky- Minnie
Logy, Loony, Lunatic
Kiekshaws, Kalki, Kibosh
Jack Frost, Jaunty, Jekyll and Hide
Idiot, Insane
Halloween, Hermaphrodite, Hyper, Hell
Ghost, Grumpy, Genome
Fairy, Frankenstein
Eden, El dorando, Electra
Dragon, Drug addict, Dwarf
Cupid, Club footed, Crazy
Belial, Bi sexual,
Abracadabra, Albino, Angel, Anima, Animus
12/27/21
' PARANORMAL
Contest by Robert James Ligouri
.
'Neath the Spring's morning fog
Just below mine blind
I found in wander
hern pixy bare
anxious
*poetry soup allowz not; special
characterz in title... i.e...exposé
I walk on the dirt road
A suitcase in hand.
A few pairs of clothes
In a variety of colors.
Red, white, and green,
I select them on purpose
For I walk light and far.
Light load on the road, I can see
The grass, the cattails and the daffodils,
They wave as if fairy wind dusting over and
Tossing my pixy hair.
In time for me to notice the colorful rocks
That lead me to the stream where my toes feel naked
And I welcome the current flowing.
Crossing over the stream I find a spot.
The balmy air is sedative.
The rock has my back
The grass pampers my feet
The wind messages my face
My pixy hair dances in tandem.
A brief reprieve
For me to look up at the sky
To witness the cloud
Shape a star.
I trace my name
On it, for the present,
Before the journey edges me on.
November 9, 2020
there was a wicked wench
with a wicked vent
a wicked way and away she went
to a pink picket house
beside a picket fence
and a picket sentry in residence
she minded Gothic kids
having great Gothic pals
who drew Gothic art on gorgeous gals
plus a peg-leg pooch
jet black named Spot
whose tail’s tied in a Gordian knot
the neighbors all knew
what we knew not
that what we had is what we got
in a different box
of mixed chocolates
pixy stix and forget-me-nots
.
When I was little
I’d look down
and i'd
see hern tiny
her auburn flowing tresses
the pixy’s eyne beaming staring up
her trembling
lips lisping longing
for mine kiss
When I was little
I’d feel hern pixy cute
when 'gainst mine chest
hern nymph’s
warm
When I was little
I looked down into hern tiny
and promised her
my love
The Pixy
Start the race! Let’s run!
The smart winds blow
and the dry leaves soon
flash as kids in a row
playing at the pale sun
of the autumn afternoon.
Although some had been caught
in a pond halfway,
the gang went along, a lot
looping quick as a ray.
Some leaves flew, strode,
others went leveling the gray
ground of the swept road.
The spinning guys
throw handfuls of sand
in my startled eyes.
What a daring band!
This way, I am not sure
if I have really seen
the artful face of a bristling
pixy, dressed on green,
who (the grandmas assure)
travels smoking and whistling
his tune as a sweet lure,
at the middle of the whirlwind.
Hear the sounds like tip toes?
It goes round about the “Hoots of Aspen”
Twith torn and tatter twos
If you look to coming nightfall
Shadows short, but spry beneath the moon
And you'll see a crop of perked and pointed ears
And be betwixt a tough, but very ancient
Crackle bearded fool for Elfin
Searching vain for all his stolen years
A twitch of warted nose tells him he's very close
Somewhere hidden in "Trees of Trunken"
By warriors, “Faeries of the Greer”
And if he surely finds them
Then, there will be some hell to pay
For of the magic within his spell book
He’ll turn the nights to ever days
And the pixy wings again shall never sleep
Thus weary, the dark ones will forever reign
So if you spy a silent lightening bug
Underneath silver and raven skies
Please, you must never ever think to trap…
What seems more likely to be a firefly
Or the grimly clever elfin will swiftly climb
Your limbs upon attack!
To know exactly where they’re at!
I'm in the candy store, and man, i feel like a little boy,
Wanting to taste everything, but i should settle for some Almond Joy,
But who can focus on one, when there's so much,
My body gets weak, at the slightest of touch,
Of some Baby Ruth,
Man I'm telling y'all the truth,
I have an unstoppable candy addiction,
Airheads on my skin, surely causing some friction,
My favorite type of gum, is some sour Bubbalicious,
Butterfingers in my mouth, God, it taste so delicious,
Cherry Pop, Candy Cane, and some Candy Lipstick,
Jawbreakers, Red Hots, which ones do i pick,
Milk Duds, Mike & Ike, or how about some Twix,
Sweet candy everywhere, cant resist those Pixy Stix,
Jelly Belly, Jelly Nougat, i love those Jelly Beans,
Put my mom on the phone, get me a candy machine,
'Cause when i taste just one, it makes me want so much more,
Its like an orgy in my mouth, it makes me roll wild on the floor,
Sugar rushing all through my system,
My mom says enough, but heck, do i listen?
'Cause you cant stop me when i'm eating my treat,
Nothing can defeat me and those delectable heavenly sweets.
Looking for the formal definition, structure, and history of this poetry form? Visit the Poetry Dictionary entry below. Then return to explore how PoetrySoup members bring the form to life through their own poems.