Short Paranormal Poems
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X-ray heart,
a secret,
kept tight,
Seeing spirit,
recognizing the need
To keep it quiet
Easily Mis-read,
Misunderstood.
sh...
Las Vegas
Three layers of clouds
On a paranormal sky of multicoloured insanity
In Las Vegas, god and devil merged
Into one identity
I fall
into the deep
uncharted otherworld
of untime. I can't hear your cry.
Awake!
For: Paranormal Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Robert James Liguori
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ABILITLY ABSTRACTLY ABSORBED, ABRIDGED , ABOUNDED AND ACCEPTED
SKYWAY SCRIBES SECRETLY SIEZED SIZED, SEMINATED, SILENTLY SUBTERFUGED
PRODDED PAGANIZATION, PALMEISTED, PROFFERED, PARANORMAL PROTECTION
In touch
but not
in proximity
in proximity
but not in touch
perplexing.
which is real?
which is not?
in this world,
but unseen,
enjoying the holiday
more than you ever
did in the flesh
body
Which is real?
We pass silently,
Through the house,
Like shadows,
Grasping at reality,
Begging to touch,
To feel,
Two ghosts,
Ethereal,
Craving existence,
Cursed to never embrace,
Never to kiss,
Those lips,
The pain is an eclipse,
On my soul.
Superior energy in UFO's
Paranormal informal, Friends or Foes?
Flying dam well where they please
Having humans on their knees
No power resists the Nano Unos
Note: Nano Uno are angelic words, meaning “Power of The Source!” AGAPE 2 [aa g?
pay] Smile! And LOL!
See oh psychic eye
Reveal to me this future
Shrouded in secrets
Oh Whisper fortuneteller
Of this paranormal show.
Silence psychic eye
Reveal nothing more of this
Of worlds unspoken
Such wisdom requires time
I’m not sure I want to know.
www.insiderealhauntings.com
I can barely see you anymore
your essence slips through my fingers
when I reach out to touch you.
But you still haunt my entire
being like a wraith that
hides in the corners of
an empty house.
Your heart is vacant.
I need more than this see-through, intangible
love,
I need flesh and blood.
Form:
Wicked Witches vicious Wishes
Worst of Curses Hexed
Paranormal Victim Witness
Poltergeist are Vexed
Rows of Sixes Superstitious
Sacred Scrolls and text
I see dishes fly malicious
And She is surely next.
Sold Her Soul and burnt the Bridges-
The Devils love Her Best!
*ABAB Witchcraft Contest Entry*
~JustThatArchaicPoet
like leering leopard
feeble flesh flicker
sassy spots smirk
scorching saucy surge
punctured passion puke
per prey's view
taunted tongue elated
eerie emotions elevated
dangling deer highlighted
porous paranormal bleeds
crushing callous creed
severing saucy speed
Sprint hoisted heel:
my siveness' spree.
'20:02:23:09:28
What was surreal is now the new normal,
as we bilocate between form and vast space
and although we follow no practice formal,
simply ambling through life at an easy pace,
we have now encountered the paranormal,
garnering wisdom of sages, by God’s grace.
Operating from heart instead of the mind,
we no longer flounder about like the blind.
feasting on high
with four mahler horns quailing
r. strauss on my knee
on my lips claude debussy
blue shirt cheap seat seduction
old photograph
faces from the grave
sepia toned by years
paranormal shivers
two way mirror
Dave Austin
bruised zeal bled
crumbling callous crest
hoisted hanker smote
cranky curves clothe
hanky panky puked
vying voluptuous views
porous pen peered
pulpy paranormal reared
felon feasting fear
sassy syllables etched
in punctured pest
whooshing pasts wet
haggard future feigned
dark drips craved.
'20:03:10:16:22
Note: William Wadsworth
What is paranormal to some people is our norm.
Everyday stuff to our family.
He stared into his grandmother’s brown eyes.
They had golden flecks, he noticed for the first time.
I know your dreams, she told him. We shared one last night.
Of other lifetimes, right?
Her sixteen-year-old grandson was silent.
Hoping she had not shared his other dream.
Heart season of speech....
the paranormal essence
sacred EQUINOX
Explanation of meaning: Poetic License has to do with the poet's right to
speak/write his/her heart any time, for it's paranormal essence is always in season.
The Sacred Heart in each of us is from where paranormal utterances come, being
our connection to our Creator. The Equinox- God's time of equal day or night!
Books people read,Vance:faces,
On plain ones future crime traces;
How does he this a mystery
What is obvious: plain mastery!
Today's suspects later felons
In the act caught with their talons
Isn't this guy paranormal
By spooks sent for The Abnormal,
His orders:to make things normal?
Russia coming for Vance for use,
The World Terrorists for misuse...
US might not want to him lose.
Loud
No noise
Empty room
So full
Crowded
Not a body around
Speaking loudly
So much silence
Pretty
Ugly visions
Solid ceiling
No roof
Uknown place
Family room
Secrets told
Closed Mminds
Long dark hair
Bald heads
Flashing lights
No electricity
Lots of whispers
No voices
Broken mirror
Right hand on left
Other side
Confusion
Concentration
Normal
Abnormal
Boy
Girl
Alive
DEAD
S Sensing without seeing
P Personal Perspective, positive and poignant
I Introspective, inter-active, inner knowing, inner feeling, inner smelling
R Retains best self
I Individuality and imagination are honored
T Truth is revealed
U Understanding paranormal, new paradigms
A Always forgiving and kind
L Lightworkers rule
I Intelligent thinking
T Truth is honored
Y You can feel it, love it, live it
People who claim to have encountered vampires:
a are crazy
b are liars
c 'necks' question please
People who claim to have seen ghosts:
a are confused
b need glasses
c are mediums (or maybe even larges)
People who claim to have seen the Loch Ness monster:
a are dreamers
b work for the Scottish Tourism Board
c need to be 'loched' away
written 28th January for Suzanne's Multiple Choice contest
fear fell away from discussion
the inferior postulate
that anothers poetry
hath not free speech
beneath the scope
of obligation
of love
of love the mind
is left, desolate sound
and smut ridden apocalypse
is your pretense to burn
burning earth in chase of heroic confine
subjection, and of war crimes study
you have been charted
from paranormal disdain
congradulatory suffering
is you house furnished?
In the dining room
I see strange people
At my table
Always
Even if my cat is awake
My wife serves crab soup
my daughter does home work
my neighbor reads Ramayana
Sky is serene
no smoke not a ghost
no prehistoric emotions
Or paranormal scenes
At least there should not be
Any bad dreams
I am foolish they say
I must go to a psychiatrist
But I am scared of strangeness
the nowhere people bring
At my dinning table
The freak accident
of a paranormal mystic, begins
a telekinesis in the dark room
to internalize the chopped off
obsession of sex.
You will be needed as a
fugitive now, in the
muddle of passions. There was
a complete lull before the storm.
A pindrop silence.
An anxiety starts, of-
becoming nothing, in the comfort
zone. The roots look up
at the lunar month, to bail out
the loner, convicted of sedition.
Satish Verma
The medium:
Sun has risen, it is another day.
On the surface everything seems normal.
Those ghostly lost souls, can't keep them at bay.
In fact everything is so abnormal,
your life controlled by the paranormal.
You see daily what others cannot see.
The departed communicate with thee.
Steven Beesley (c) 2005-10-17
Rime Royale/Rhyme Royal:
A poem containing 7 lines with 10 syllables per line. The rhyme scheme is ababbcc.
******************************P************************
Paranormal peasants of a pathetic and patient percentile
perpetrate peace from perjury..
A patriarch, parallel to a peaceful partisan passage..
******************************M************************
Meditation maliciously masks my mighty monogamous minx.
Modestly managing my machismo, mastering my maturity.
Jared Pickett
4/06/2010
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