Short Creepily Poems
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Cautiously, creepily, carefully, camouflaged, calmly chewing
A rodent? Bunny? Mole? Rabbit? Something obviously dead.
Tenaciously chewing, happily chewing, swallowing their sweetness.
drop the "le"
you be jammin'
Mar y
not a rasta
meat but no
pasta
amiga
me a go
i and i
i'm oh so
this creepily
sounds like some
sort of jamaican stalking
Form:
dolls with bothersome blank faces
stark staid straight expressions
make my neck hairs stand up
prideful porcelain puppets
placid, plebian and plastic
looking creepily deceased
do not put them in my room
for there is a window
and I will not hesitate to use it
The Left Eyeball
Fired and banned from decorating the
Halloween Ball in Elmwood Town Hall, the
moon-coloured cornea and
pupil and
bloodshot Left Eyeball had been for staring and
creepily weeping at leggy volunteers,
some of whom he’d brought to tears.
angel
glorious
spiritual self
helps only when summoned
angel
but ghost
creepily
contributes how?
reason is self-serving
ghost
soul self
part that lives
perpetual
guided by schemata
events
entity
perception
uniquely own
God gave us each a mind
to think
A white pumpkin? My first thought:
A large white fleshless bony hand
or two, joined at the wrists to creepily band
together to form a gourd;
reaching out of the cold ground
toward the stem, all around;
it doesn’t strike a festive chord
a cheerless harvest hybrid; my last thought…
Creepily walking
The feeling of the soft carpet
Moving swiftly and silently
The door continues to knock
The sweet smell of nectar infiltrates my nose
I wonder what's behind the door
I grab and turn the knob to the right
I cautiously open the door
A gust of wind blows
Pushing my hair out of my face
I stare as my face grows blank
Death is at my door
Hurricane Ian left no survivors and only a few boats in the water.
Old witch was bailing a pumpkin, heading toward her granddaughter.
But can we get there in time? The black cat asked in a weird way.
She smacked him on the head hard, for she was creepily mad that day.
If we do not, she said, you will be the first cat thrown into the water.
That is when the cat began praying for the health of her granddaughter.
awful awkward
birthday bash
celebrated creepily
dubiously, diabolically
enormously enlightening
fastidiously frustrating
gory grotesque
hospital hallways
illustriously illuminating
joyless journey
keeping
little
me
notoriously
ordinary
quixotic
realizing
Sophie
Terrified
Unclear
Very concerned
Wanting me to return home
'Xpecting a hero's welcome
yet
zealously delighted that I will feel better.