Short Carnage Poems
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S-Smells blood for miles
H-Hot foots it to the area
A-Arrives famished and ready for action
R-Ready to eat carnage
K-Kills by instinct
Parisians were enjoy a lovely evening
and their Joie De Vivre was radiating
form every eye in the Music Hall and cafes;
The Eiffel Tower and
Parisians were enjoy a lovely evening
and their Joie De Vivre was radiating
form every eye in the Music Hall and cafes;
The Eiffel Tower and
A fill up with gas can cause pain
And cramps up our style as we strain
For cures less dismal
Like Pepto Bismol
Or a car with EV drive train
Her sneezes didn't prevent her and John Deere from seeking vengeance...
leaving a carnage of dead grass and strewn tissues in her wake
6-2-18
slaughtered innocents
lambs on an evil altar
sacrificed to hate
carnage outrages the gods
spilt blood spells out remember
For Carolyn's 9-11 contest
Rendezvous with death,
War ravages everyone;
Carnage for vultures.
There are survivors, untouched;
Emotions are ravaged, through.
In penguin jacket she walks in search
Of her carnage meals for
Road kills are plenty;
So she walks the deathly road
Missing herself barely the
Wheels of cars many.
Blood
flowing,
scattered
bones and bodies
lay forlorn, forgotten on battle field
Screams still ring out as cannons fire
just pure carnage
ravens feast
on dead
flesh
English Countryside Carnage
There is a genteel place called Midsomer,
But living there can be a real bummer.
For the inhabitants wait in dread
That they be among the murdered dead.
Every day another mass shooting.
There seems to be no end in sight
We turn on the TV news.
As we watch the carnage.
Politicians pray.
And do nothing.
Gun Ghosts cry.
Guns do
Kill.
circling buzzards
smelling the destroyed carnage
someone’s beloved
detectives arrive
important questions arise
telltale fingers
the prints are taken
medical examiner
a killer is loose
The glorious sun rose that day,
But darkness was soon to follow.
Carnage was not far away,
As screams pierced the flaming sky
Buildings fell like stones
So many lives taken
On the wings of evil.
Mother Nature makes little piglets and lambs
We humans slaughter them for mutton and ham
Lest you think mankind unusually cruel
Ponder what lions and tigers do for their fuel
Wounded vanity
mother of all tragedy
Slander and insults
the arrows dead aim
Pride bleeding carnage
no reason can bandage
The mirror once broken
—each crack filled with pain
(Dreamsleep: February, 2023)
And these memories
in which my arteries are doused
Though they spaked
in dexterous tones of carnage
seeking foreign sanctuaries
beyond the hallowed elation I propose
Yet half-wittedly she saunters
into baneful gambit
If you're going to engage in war,
please leave the children out of it.
Lead them to the heavenly hills,
shade their eyes and ears.
From the carnage to come.
Shield them from the very thing
that you've chosen to become.
I don't spar with your half-truths any longer.
I don't wade into those spicy justifications for marginal behavior.
I've accepted it as the fabric of you.
I need to flee this chamber of carnage.
Some fancy to call it your heart.
The self-proclaimed prophets speak
to warn end-time signs eclipse will wreak.
Ten-thousand eclipes have come and gone,
while human carnage carries on.
Be more cautious of a terrorist attack
than the sun and moon's cosmic act.
A Absolute wreckage
L Lights gone out in blackout consumption
C Carnage of gigantic proportions
O Oblivion through self infliction
H Hostage to addiction
O Obstructionist behaviour
L Liberation is possible
27th August 2024
Red proses reluctantly fall.
All of its thorns spike every fault,
In a carnage only you and I call,
Now locked in my love-torn vault.
Imprisoned writings of lore,
Will finally give way
To the essence, you enchant more.
A fallen red prose lay.
blood stains the sidewalk where I walk
broken hearts lie beating on the ground
tears are the only currency in this town
carnage surround me, human wreckage all around
anguished cries begging for a reprieve
tortured souls sorry for their misdeeds.
Form:
My heart is a deafening tyrant
Eager to bring its horde to bear
At Waterloo .
Crushing what little resistance
I offer in hasty retreat
No quarter given
No white flag flown
Once the carnage is complete
All that will remain
Is the echo of you
On the pirate ship lollipop
all of your sugar I’m licking.
So addicted I just can’t stop,
at baseline my lips are sticking.
A smile and bubblegum tricking,
cute with emotional damage.
The bulletin isn’t clicking,
set a fire enjoy the carnage.
it used to be chaotic havoc in his mind
until he cleared out carnage and debris
with it went wreckage and resentments
from fear and insecurity rose serenity
neither thoughts emotions nor judgement
not unpleasantly a moment full of emptiness