Short Cloven Poems

Rosemary and Pepper meant 
to have time spent
 down by the Bay 
 took a cloven path 
met Sir Basil's wrath 
and decided to not stay...

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Broken
Cloven


Hidden
Within

Covert
Revert

Surveyed
Journeyed

Sojourned
Missioned

Wrestle
Vessel

Tempest
Life’s test

Good night
Last fight



March 13, 2023....

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A cloven feeling of love
for marring motions of hug
When rising spirits above
tear at their ceilings of tug

And comforts settle upon
what muscles drawn are bond
When tension leaves us for good
and frumpy feelings are dawned...

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purpl'd eyes heaven
with tongue cloven
met mystic malady
embroidered ensconced epilepsy 
dripping damped desires 
jittery earth admires

saline liquid loitering 
deflowered dusts damping 
scrunched sans spooky

moistened mists melt
Jove's jumpy jets
twain trailed crest

dull disease dances
later lost traces
    19:11:16:11:56...

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I taste the spring
With tongue so wicked and wry
I feel the grass between my toes
Hooves so cloven and high
If you walk beside me though the meadows
I'll assure you only the best times
But know that if you walk beside me
I'll take until you're dry
Oh the times we'll have
Dancing through days and night
Believe in me and you will fall
And warned you 
I surely tried...

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whooshing wits woven
crushed tongue cloven
dark age drooled
felon fate fooled
haughty nature's nimble
foiling feasts feeble

salient seal bruised
callous crave cruised
vying voluptuous view

severed passion smoldered
crushed, crimson asunder
squashing lanky lethal

farcical fury fumbled
fiddling fostered fickle.
     '20:03:15:09:28

Note: Dedicated to Ovid....

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Cloven he sits in his past full of fear
On Salisbury Plains this Hades so near

Tee shaped stones in time gone fall
For fear laden stand they rose so tall

Scratch marks, chisels of a long lost past
Marks of the hoof inscribed to last

This Solstice we know in Summers heat
Time will drape, when again hoofed scrapes meet









http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/dark-9.php...

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A true Banshee knows how to kick some tail
Leprechaun's give and take, but never full sail
A Centaur speaks with the truth, to no avail
Ask a warlock's mistress, likely she won't tell

Aphrodite's abides only to her clientele
She'll put you under a most powerful spell
Wizards conjure the demons from hell
Warlocks are able to escape their cell

Cloven witches remain to ring the bell
Dark shadows create visions from Hell...

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Fill me with Your love
And dip me in Your joy;
Pour and smear Your oil
Of anointing on my head.
Set me on godly Fire
With your precious Holy Spirt,
And with the mighty rushing wind
Fan the eternal flame.
May I speak with cloven tongues
And wisdom in every city.
Endue me with your power
To be your witness.
So, let the siren sound 
Throughout town and country
As the nation is set ablaze
With a wild and consuming Fire....

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White gown flows like wind blown snow
Even with delicate features, she rides magnificent creatures
Her attributes, heavenly shaped curves, delicious smile
Divine jewel green eyes like set emeralds
With powerful and fine hands she steers her steed
Dynamic cloven hooves pound the passing earth
Snow capped mountains swell with each gait
Toward the towering castle of her dwelling


for the contest "Rain the story"
Nick Faber...

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Red-skinned with horns, a tail, and cloven feet -
Hellboy, oh Hellboy, you’re really not bad.
Evil in the world you help to defeat.
Hellboy, oh Hellboy, you’re really not bad.
Your humor’s great and I think you are neat.
Tragic that you lost your adopted dad.
Red-skinned with horns, a tail and cloven feet -
Hellboy, oh Hellboy, you’re really not bad.

Jan. 30, 2022
For the Mignolaverse Poetry Contest of  Robert James Liguori...

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Mortal  coil to shuffle off,
up to the lord, almighty God,
have that bridge, sometime to cross,
ankle deep in mortal dross,
never mind the bloody cost,
till the veil do part,  we plod,
on cloven hoof , unshod,
lonesome n the lost...

Don Johnson

thanks Carolyn

love it mate canters through the gate,
like a straight left to the head,
we seem to suffer here ol mate,
till the lord does strike us dead....

bit of a hell planet this one methinks....Don...

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Mister P
My puppy
One day met
One odd pet!
With a swell
Sticky smell
Zigzag wags
Tails play tag
Yipped, to say
"How's your day?"
Answered bleat,
"It's been neat!"
Cocked his head
Strangely said!
What dog talks
Without barks?
Short legs pump
Bouncy jumps
Lots of spots
Polka dots
Eyes like girls'
Blue marbles
Chin unsheared
Old-man beard
Oblong jaws
Cloven paws
He's no joke
Mister Goat!

9/13/20

For 'Threes, Please' contest
Sponsor: Beth Evans...

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Black is the night filled with fright.
The darkness hiding things from sight.
 A pain inside, such a feeling you cannot hide.
 Overwhelmed by emotion, can’t shake the notion.
 Eyelids sharp as razor blades imprinted images never fade. 
Desperate for some sleep, the wounds run deep.
 The days are taunting, as dreams are haunting.
 Drudging up the past, how does the pain last, a day, a week, a month, a year, shamelessly cloven in fear.
 Waiting for the night that I see the light....

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The cloven hoof prints
Should have been read 
Way before I signed
My contract with the dead.

My lawyer did not see
And nor did I
The fine printed sign
Of an evil lie.

Alive yet livid
Living in a haze
Of smoky pubs stoking
My booze fueled daze.

Singling out women
Of a tender nature
To take a hell ride
And feed the creature.

I pray I’m asleep
Spring, summer, fall
When the beast makes 
His final withdrawal. 	

I should’a read the signs.




26 April, 2016....

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