Short Necromancy Poems

G ray garbles glowed genealogy
R ays retain reminiscence royally
E mber emancipate ebullient eulogy    
E missaries embraced equity 
N ations nullified necromancy...

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Pure necromancy
Quintessential spells and elixirs
Warlock is in awe of the seasoned witch
He stays his distance, and in hiding
Fearing her mastery of mysticism and sorcery...

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A couplet's not all frills and fancy
  Substance is needed, not necromancy



           October 17, 2021
   Your Best Rhyming Couplet, #3
       Sponsor: L. Milton Hankins...

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The magician blew clouds of dust
from the ancient spell book:
‘Necromancy: Satisfy Your Lust.’
He chanted long and hard, but came unstuck,
and cried, ‘My strip-o-grams are rotten. Yuk.’

For Barbara’s Clouds contest...

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What necromancy is this sorcerer said.
Realizing his son could conjure up the dead.
No voodoo at all Fred said, his emotions lead.
Embarrassed he was caught, his face was red.
Did you learn this trick from your Grandpa Ned?
No from you, Daddy, little wizard said.
Paternal pride filled the sorcerer’s head....

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my enewed refreshed resolve sparkles
like copper, aluminum, silver, gold, sequins
nourished by necromancy, I blaze toward victory
disregarding the naysayers, Shale and Granite
They lost their sparkle a long time ago, in the dark ages
I soar toward the path of freedom, loving my pure glitziness.
More alive than I have ever been........

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Halloween

Hocus pocus hexing spells
Apparition screams and wails
Lantern O Jack roams the earth
Living dead Hallow Eve rebirth
Occult supernatural yearly show
Witches silhouettes in moonlight glow
Eyeballs eerie bloodshot stare
Evil presence every where
Necromancy summons dead to awaken
.............restless souls undead celebrating
 
                           29.09.20...

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In the methane blue
of Neptune’s stew
I wildly whip my wind lasso-
a-hunting for the Dragon of the Cloud!

Through icy fleece
I stalk the beast,
a thousand miles an hour at least,
beneath this sapphire atmospheric shroud.

I’m born of wind,
and thickly skinned-
with Neptune’s swirling vortex twinned.
I hurry hard and bellow out aloud!

To catch him fast
and so at last
undo his necromancy past,
and join again the nation of the proud!...

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Its over and over well done
Blown bridges over blood vessels we've sunken
Hieroglyphics elaborate on our wedding tomb, we yearn
And like so many before, ashen lips bedeck our urn
There's no love lost between our petrified hearts
In separate spells we've cast our parts
And so this dry necromancy has ran a four course 
Desert anyone? Blind these eyes to our own faults, devour the corpse

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Yes, I'm back!
Desert is spelled like that on purpose ;D...

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