Short Infernal Poems
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BLUE
come blessed sleep
i’ve a wish to dream no more
no more sheep
getting lost in the corn
that infernal horn
Dave Austin
infernal urinal
which was always external
also eternal
how about beatitude
wonder about altitude
and then attitude
Jim Horn
Infernal regions
we are legions of hatred
lucifer my lord
Hell, Haiku contest. Sponsor Robert James Liguori
Written 3/27/23.
Combustion Burning
Fire
chemically ignited
light, heat, and smoke
the burning blaze infernal
inferno
8/3/19
Written by James Edward Lee Sr.2019©
It's the morning dew
a significant friend...
in the clerical dawns
or infernal, always
cries with me...
I'll claim that piece
where secrets roam
that hidden part
that mirrors my own
a slice of pleasure
a dance of desire
it's you and me baby
an infernal fire
The Eternal Question
…God, no God, maybe God
The infernal answer
…Good, no Good, maybe Good
--- No "news flash", obviously ---
just a momentary flickering,
a little something of the infernal
plays through the warm glow
of the inviting angel's face.
There was a firefighter named VanHoof
Who believed he was fireproof.
One day pride got the better of him
He acted when his chances were slim.
Thus in an infernal VanHoof went poof.
Black Sun’s crypt sands,
feeling infernal crimson winds
ancient galleon sail
Across a brutal bloody land.
Setting on Jagged black
Shores casting far into golden
Halo’s, burning the horizon cold.
Infernal Racket
Trump turned out to be nocturnal;
Every time he would use the urinal
He appeared to have blushed
Each time toilet was found flushed
Could not stop racket which was infernal.
Ho Ho Juim Horn
BEEP BEEP
explosive action
sore coyote howls at moon
slips off precipice
the road runner splits his side
taunting infernal “beep beep”
Kim Rodrigues © 2017
*Road Runner Cartoon
Haiku
The cock crows at four
I listen to its keen caw
Then sleep till eight
The farmer is up
Starts his infernal tractor
I smell diesel fume
At eleven o`clock
The fishmonger`s white van tootles
Soon it will be lunch
The Infernal Serpent
coiled ’round the soul of man
strangles the love and understanding
imbued by the Creator
supplanting it with hatred and distrust.
The result
conflict
Collection: Attaining Peace
Written: June 2019
Angry Birds
Crowing. Distressed Echoes
Find God. Hapless, Infernal January. Karma
Levels. Mangroves Neutralized. Ornithological
Panic. Questions. Razed, Sawdustted Toyon.
Unsheltered. Vaporizing Wildfires X-rated. Yowlers
Zapped!
Quiet is the night, laid blight amid this infernal necropolis
Loosely mantled soil, smother marrow of perished veneration
Yet windows still aflame, a dormant witness to troth thirst
Cold and stiff, until a shift, unearthed
Your infernal far fleeting light affairs
attracts so many earthly lonely stares!
Goddess of love a moon you still do lack
a Lonely travel seems for you a fact
-The planet is one of the few in our solar system that has no moon..ironic?-
To the world, I am nothing;
But to someone, I am everything;
In this world, I have no right;
But for someone, I am all bright.
This world, infernal fire;
But enduring, internal desire;
This world, dark as death;
But remaining, an arc of strength.
I hate that bloody clock!
Disturbing my equilibrium
Persistently whispering
Gorgeous sleep lost
Sometimes it's infernal tick
Is a sweet melody
But not right now
It's more than bothering me
I just want to sleep
Ratty as Hell
I know it's not likely
Sighs 'oh well!'
Form:
Mainstay of madness
Ebon hearted gravity
Temporal maelstrom
Anthropomorphic
Planetary energy
HEART of world TERAH
Yawning Void Dreadnaught
Superluminal warship
Infernal machine
Carbon based life form
Ancient beyond reckoning
Learned the ways of peace
You’re Fired
Sorry, I’m late Mr…
My son had a fever and
My friggin’ husband fled.
Finish your shift and
Don’t come back tomorrow.
I siphoned some fuel from my Ford Fairlane
Through the barely opened window
Of his Ferrari.
The flames were fantastically infernal!
Form:
The infernal bane of Private Beetle Bailey,
Is Sergeant Snorkel who pounds him daily!
Beetle has mastered the fine art of goldbricking,
And somehow manages to survive his daily licking!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved
***
Write me, tinker;
I’m falling apart.
Right me, thinker;
patch up this heart.
Stitch each seam
with thread eternal;
mend ragged edges,
remnants infernal.
Take what’s worthy,
make it shine.
Fairly, justly,
restore what's mine.
***
It's done.
The flame doused, tears ebbed.
The hour I dreaded has come,
All feelings end.
It's here.
Numbed by long desperation
Beyond all pain and fear,
Estranged from emotion.
It's eternal.
Deaf to murmurs and whispers
Of souls, infernal.
I rise beyond shivers.
Charred pupils
Full of wrath
Bleeding wounds
Deep facial scars
Enormous hands
Holdings guns
Inhuman look
Badness cuffed
Severity born
Deprived of hope
People left alone
Infernal monsters
To death vowed
Obeisance to Lord
To fulfill their will
To hunt, to kill
When time comes