Short Ogre Poems

3 black churches 
turned into smolder
a flint toothed ogre 
munches a wooden cross
in the shadows
of his black soot mind...

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Out n’ out predators,
Observant with wide eyes, 
Ogre like, tear up prey.
Oviparous they are.
Ornithologist’s pets.
Ousted as ill omen. 



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Old Olfa’s an expert at yoga
and viewed as a bit of an ogre
When gals see him rise
They get a surprise
He’s naked beneath his white toga!

09/30/20...

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Once in life time on planet earth
a stranger appears unexpectedly
often his diary of life is fairy
obscure, unpredictable, a thorn in flesh
miraculous, puzzling even frivolous
to majority, the being is an ogre
persecuted but later venerated...

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If you've recently watched Jeopardy, Austin's a mind blower  
With unbelievable knowledge and a delightful antics ogre
Keeps all of us watching
Big dollars he's notching
But someone will end the reign of this brilliant all knower...

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Awakening 

The dragon eats land
Steps on other people´s right
And we say nothing 
Because once it was wronged
Can´t speak ill of the ogre
The dragon spews fire 
Over anyone who seeks redress 
To get what is theirs 
And slowly the world awakes 
The monster a perilous fiend...

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Vigil O’ camera point this way-

A female insists this magic role 

Whose own ogre claims hearsay,

Which I’d term logical, smile stole

A thousand flashes a coil merged 

To see the girl what ogre claim;  

And u o' girl came, they urged

Some oil, cream, glamour, fame....

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Ogre

Often he’s a cranky,
Olive-skinned, swamp dwelling,
Obtusely-witted fiend...
Only bathes in mud—eats
Onions, garlic, ...(sniff)... GAS?!!
Ogre’s in the outhouse!!
Oh! My giddy aunt...RUN!

©deborah burch
4.06.2021

Pleiades 
Kim Merryman’s Pleiades O Poetry Contest...

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Failure Speaks


Hey, you! I'm Failure,
The shadow that looms near,
The ogre that haunts your dreams,
The weight that clips your wings.

But know me as the miles you must roam,
The obstacles you must overcome,
The falls that test your will,
For the eagle in you to soar still.

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Ogre The Castle Moats Beast.

Snails and slugs
all kinds of bugs
earwigs, spiders and worms
jellied eels in slimy bogs you know
the kind that like to squirm.
anyone will be a treat for me
as on each I love to feast
I'm big and I'm lumpy
I'm fat and I'm bumpy
I'm Ogre the Castle Moats Beast.
Grrrrrr....

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When no. 1 came to me, 
he had Hollywood written 
on his forehead
and a white speedless horse,
he had moves and moods,
Armani air and hair gel,
and at times was more spiteful
than any woman I've known.

But dash it all, spit on your neck, fantastic,
I just had to say no,
no way was he the Ogre
I was waiting for....

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There once was a picky young troll,
Who fussed over his supper bowl.
He loved human meat,
But disliked the feet
That came off of salty soled souls.

Until one day, he was cajoled
By an ogre out on a stroll.
Who said, “With some heat,
Those feet become sweet.”
Thus our troll was sold on soul’s soles.


For sweet and salty contest...

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Bohunk climbed down the beanstalk today
Looked like an oaf said my young brother Jay
A bohunk is an oaf, I quickly told him
He was followed by his friend, ogre Jim

Jay asked me, does the bohunk have a name?
Talking to oafs and ogres is not my game.
Creatures from the sky are scary to me.
Especially if they are not a fantasy....

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Along the path,
a hopper's song
slashes of yellow
feathered thoughts~

Along the path,
a slice of red
green scented heaven
a flowered dance~

Aside the path,
a faries brook
queen ann's lace
has found her rook~

Aside the path,
the clover walks
a mossy stone
to guide the lost~

At paths end
a burning lot,
of ogre croak
and texting snot....

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He builds a mighty garrison
Formed up from Duplo blocks
He brags you’ll never take his king
A regular Fort Knox

But then the ogre from the east
Comes crashing through the vale
There’s nothing left but ruins now
And odors that assail

A wet and slimy residue
There’s drool upon the walls
The mayhem, utter and complete
So off the toddler crawls...

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They said I'm a chip off the old block, but I'd never budge an inch
For it is of nature to bear the semblance of the one from whom you proceed
For it is blood to blood, nothing escaping
 For that's nature's will
All we can do is to chop off the externals that does not augur well with the times we are
And that's if that semblance is an Ogre to modernity

~ semblance...

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the green haired ogre woman was not frightening to me
I had heard rumors, but always find out for myself, you see
Many gossips are viciously mean, and their stories border on a lie.
She was a delightful ogre, who introduced me to her dragon, Sly.
We had a fine day and shared a chocolate cake and apricot tea.
If you want to know about her, don’t ask. Just head over and see....

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A slim handsome ogre named Vampire,
married into a fairytale empire.
His elfin wife named Hairy
bore him a sharp toothed fairy,
That looked like a Hobbit from the shire.

Much to the elves’ and Ogres’ chagrin,
they bore an impish child again.
This time being on a roll,
they bore an impish troll,
and now all the fantasy creatures are kin!

(inspired by Debbie Guzzi's contest)...

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                     'bout time
           thuh flowerz are bloom'n
                 and thuh naiads 
                  tired uv toadz
                         arrrr
                  come'n out tuh
                         play

                         oooh
                   thuh barrrd'z
                       nervous

                       though
                       excited...

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TABULA RASA

A mystery, even to myself
I’m not an ogre nor an elf
Am I really a mouse that roared
My soul still remains unexplored

A mixture of thought and feelings
Matured somewhat in my dealings
Perhaps old wine that’s gently poured
My soul still remains unexplored

Enough of this hocus-pocus
I might suffer from poor focus
Yet when I looked down as I soared
My soul still remains unexplored...

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A floral blanket of silence
Lies out across the desert

Nothing moves-not air
Nor trees
       Nor blades of grass

The ogre’s breath is held
Suspended, then expelled

Stomping his feet,
Flashing his eyes,
Grumbling, the ogre

Blows
And, grumbling, cries
Fat sheeted tears –

Trees quickly bow
Shaken green heads as
The silent blanket erupts
In oceanic waves
Of startled grasshopper minions...

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His voice like thunder, booming out his threats, 
the stamping ogre towered, broad and square;
the trembling, sobbing woman prayed and begged -
I saw no pity in the monster's glare...
and hid. A knight, afraid of fighting fiends! 
Ashamed, I rushed at him, without a care.
The giant, nostrils flared, took off  at speed,
returning to his castle in the air.

written 25th March for Constance's O words contest...

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Around 9 A.M. it opened
a toast and brie-encrusted laptop
to watch surfboarding ninja squirrels
on YouTube. When it laughed
the birds in its head fell silent
as if some cave-ogre had spontaneously
combusted.

Its recliner groaned like a woman in late term.
It day-dreamed,
now and then it thought of sex,
but in a nonrealistic way.

Around 6 O’clock, Its mate came home
to inquire about, ‘its day’.
“Been working on a poem,”
it said....

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Ms. Ogre Moose was happy to come to afternoon tea
She enjoyed Victorian Vicky who was lovely to see.
They did not speak the same language but got along fine
Laughing at their men who were silly on cranberry wine.

It’s a great day for a walk, Ms. Ogre Moose told her host.
I’d love to come along, except you have not eaten your toast.
The browned bread was handed over; they exchanged a smile.
It’s a fine day for a walk, Vicky said, walking her guest a half mile....

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When you kill
An ant
do you stop and think

Does it come under
Extension
Of mercy. Am I placing myself on the brink

As the mercy we are given
Is the mercy
We have shown


I go through this
every year
When they try to invade my home

The ones I
Destroy with my own
Cruel hands

Behaving as an
Ogre
May God understand

I  take
None of His works lightly
As I do what seems must be done

And as I snuff
Out there little lights
I always say,Sorry Hon...

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