Short Incubus Poems
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Mind racing,
quiet, quiet.
Sleep now,
quiet, quiet.
Rest child,
quiet, quiet.
Gentle hand,
shhh, shhh.
I'm here.
shhh, shhh,
Reassuring,
Sigh.
Form:
With incubus and succubus entwined
Coitus tactic - keep up the spellbind!
The product of deep slumber - once matured,
Zombie, encumbered on us! Rest assured.
March 7, 2023
Flaws and faults blame each other.
Demonized like Succubus-Incubus.
Philautia, amour propre cursed lover.
Garden fountains, tears and mucus.
Morally peaceful dignity of lover.
Love is aloof and leaves the circus.
PD, Please don’t be offended by my gift
An Incubus told me you needed it
For nights when you’re alone and bored:
A gigantic, over-sized, unicorn horn!
10/1/12
Black Eyed Susan
Dedicated to PD in honor of her birthday October 7th :)
Obsolescent parasites; gathering as dae's whirlwind swirling about: kyklos...
His child's decaying flesh: Insecticide's, repelling incubus bloodlines ? Fa chancre
Paris green tremulous their queue; lassa fever scarab's, 'croix de guerre schizein phren.
Form:
My incubus, dark visitor,
draining my love by night,
spurning the day;
Yours is the shadow time when
hypnotic kisses
declare love and make promises
that dissolve with
approaching dawn.
My lover, my vampire,
shed night's mantle
and share with me the day.
Face the sun
if you dare.
I cast you out
seduction of darkness
my heart shall remain mine.
My soul you shall not oppress.
In my beauty I shall shine.
You were born from darkness
but there purity in you,
I like to hope the likeliness
that your light would shine through.
Your heart is my anchor
your love is my sin.
My battle within.
while you
sleep i'm not
a guardian angel
just watching
you breathe
as your
chest takes
in and then
lets out
the poetry
you give
me but
you're not
remming
but i am
always
remembering
you in my dreams
i need
nothing
to say as
i lay my
head on your
heart and all i need
is to
hear it
beating
Form:
Angels
beautiful, wonderful
loving, caring, fascinating
cupids, cherubs, incubus, succubus
hating, uncaring, boring
unpleasant, horrible
Demons
Edited April 12, 2023
Heaven And Hell Diamante Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Robert James Liguori
Sparring with demons, and dragons and deadheads
It bobs and weaves like a drunken sailor.
Omnipresent, omnipotent and omniscient
I'm quite attached to it - joined at the psyche.
Image of an incubus twirling as I do.
Patron Saint of agony, I curse it
And relegate it to a 2nd-class personage.
Out, damn spot, out - and take the blood with you.
A small torrent of moonlight breaches the space between
The window and curtain, giving light to nothing less
Than herself who lives viciously. She's scared,
Not by any spirits, but by demons, an incubus.
Forced to never sleep in fear of dreams, and
Never not tire, as an exhaustion falls over you.
Always falling over, like the splash of rain you've been wanting
These times of cringing discomfort contort my patience and test my love.
I descend and ascend upon baring the tears of bitterness.
The blackening innocence protrude rough edges of anxiety to which twinge and turn in the face of questions.
Pain like panic screams and cries around this frustration. Anxiety burns through this person consuming them with struggling hopelessness.
Child Incubus
Wild baby forms in the womb
He has no name or original sin to speak of
Incubation time of the creature will be determined
Doctors treat all unborn humans like tumors
They must be extracted as such
Mother is sedated, removed from the action
C-section, clamp, close and done
Doctor is god at this moment
Mom is an unholy spectator on creation
Screaming, “What is it doctor?!”
It’s an incubus
demure pink panties
orange in the glow of the streetlights
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from a petite
cinnamon colored ankle
the bronze back of ghetto lust
flexes and glistens
above the writhing form of sensuality incarnate
battle of the sexes
the incubus versus the succubus
in a seventy-four chevy
write your name on the window
has you pass by
Form:
Three nights in a row, exhausted, no sleep
Catatonic state, inner demons shall creep
Dose (Was I asleep?) jerk violently awake
Heavy pressure on chest, the weight of heartbreak
Arms spread; you were nailed to the living room wall
Struck dumb; I could not heed your faint, pleading c...
***Succubus is the female form of Incubus, demons believed to torture their sleeping victims by lying on there chests
Incubus
His icy fingers perform a slow staccato on my tense limbs
Enveloped by a deathly chill
Still I lye on the table in this lair
Strapped down
Locked in
Putrid and stale, breath deep
Inhaling my fear with desire
Hearing his feet dragging beside me
Can’t fight him
Won’t win
Of the capture I have no recollection
No fight left in me for how to escape
The monster has hunted victoriously
He has his prey
He will sin
Form:
In the onset of night comes a new tribulation
Heart’s door left unlocked, incubus gestation
Horrid chimeras conceived, looting love’s light
Fleeting hope wanes away another lost crusade
Fleeting hope wanes away another lost crusade
Horrid chimeras conceived, looting love’s light
Hearts door left unlocked, incubus gestation
In the onset of night comes a new tribulation
August 11, 2020
Mirror Mirror Poetry Contest
Sponsor: John Lawless
Your fingertips across my skin,
Is a gift I didn’t think could be real,
The warmth of your embrace
Warms me up,
Melts my frostbitten spirit,
Whenever I’m alone with you,
You make me feel like I am free again,
You make me feel like I’m clean again,
Be my friend, hold me
Wrap me up, unfold me
I am small, and needy
Warm me up, and breathe me.
By; Sabina Nicole
Contest: Make a song
Artists:
Sia
Incubus
The Cure
A Fine frenzy
Flyleaf
Their forms have leaked into my mind;
women who have become
interchangeable body parts
in a chemical reaction I have with myself.
A female once undressed with a smile
seeps through closed lids,
another woman, once passed on a street
lived for years as a reoccurring fantasy;
she suckles an incubus,
born from a proliferant lust.
It returns to me now;
speaks as an imago and apprehension.
"Don’t worry father,
my crippled condition
can't be seen
behind your open eyes".
Nightmares - A Tri-Fall
From nightmares when sleeping
we waken:
alarmed by our nightmare dreams.
With thoughts we were keeping,
forsaken,
by sounds of our wakening screams!
When incubus appear
in our dream,
and sheer terror frightens our soul,
we in panic and fear
shout or scream,
as we lose emotive control!
Dreams are but delusion:
never real.
Simply illusive fantasy!
But in sleep’s confusion,
we oft feel,
they’re a part of reality!
Rhymer. April 29nd, 2016.
A raw communion wafer in my hand
A hard wind melting the castles of sand
There is an anger roaring through us
A surf thrashing on the rocky shore
An inebriated old incubus
Its wist binds our Samson to the floor
It butters the children dry bread
Broke hole in my mother's shoes
Turn blue, silky skies to lead
And print morning and evening news
I saw the pale infection
Coiled like a whip on a Great House floor
The master of the plantation
The tears of children on a foreign shore.