Short Poltergeists Poems

summer sun half past
ghostly green creepy-crawlies~
poltergeists plotting...

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Eternal now
Light fades 
To darkness
Collapsing structures
Shifting dimensions
Poltergeists have 
Tantrums in 
The Ether...

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Written: October 21, 2023,
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Undressed poltergeists prowl around
a lurch occurring on the ground
people stoked the burning man's fire,
our souls, toasted by the sun's pyre
we twirl boldly, strong our hearts pound....

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10/28/20
When vampires fly abroad in search of blood
And poltergeists and demons do no good;
When zombies drooling, crawl up from the ground
And ghoulish spirits glide without a sound;
When bats and spiders brush across your face
And coffins spill out bodies all in lace;
A chill crawls up your spine, your hair turns green.
You know the time has come for Hallowe'en....

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I often wake screaming in the dark from a nightmare, 
The details of which I can never remember.
I feel cheated for having been so terrorized 
By demons that seem beyond my imagining.
I expect better than that from my grindhouse existence.
If I'm to be pestered by nocturnal poltergeists
And succubi that leave me drained of life,
I’d choose to be privy to the director’s cut.
My curiosity demands no less....

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Real disaster is looming on the horizon for American life 

this country’s leadership disdains the spirit of truth 

its sycophants continue to embrace the lies

repelled by honesty and facts

mendacity guides their daily mantra

dark, evil poltergeists dwell in our White House now

death thrives in their hearts 

darkness looms in our future

the only purification for lies is to vote

it's the only remedy that will

undo this undemocratic fiasco...

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Looking back
curiously acquiescent
in 4th floor chaos

Looking through these
dresser drawers of
sleepy underclothing

Retrospective shirts
and tiresome socks,
these sheaths of self
more coincidental 
than designed

Everything ajar,
windows, doors
              my dresser drawers

Clues left coyly
in my path
by boorish poltergeists

Half absent,
I impassively apprise their
surreptitious ways,
         their secret jokes
                   on my reclusion...

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