Short Rooted To The Spot Poems
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Survival of the fittest –
Practically, trying my best…
Owning an applaud for future successes in excess – a failure I don’t detest
Terribly trying to pass this difficult test…apparently, I don’t give a ****! You’re a pet peeve, but grieve not – you’re a little pest in one spot and I’ll leave you with all the rest…rooted to the spot suddenly…embarrassed abruptly…
A sliver moonlight
icon’s silhouette
rooted to the spot
sitar sensei pop
art venue dye stamped
wistful sly grin
masks grey tinged beard
svengali imp
of fretboard glee
awestruck throng’s
dry cough whinge
stage plank creak
taut nails
skydive
strings
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A severed hand drips scarlet blood
as it waves its last goodbye
It rises up, falling with a thud
I’m just terrified, I cannot deny
It starts to creep across the floor
to where I’m rooted to the spot
My Pa makes gory props, his job I abhor
but spooky horror films I love a lot
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Last night I dreamt I saw you standing
in a field of blue wild flowers,
it's been decades since I've seen you,
but it only felt like hours.
You were smiling at me,
that crooked smile I love,
I tried to move toward you, but
my feet were stuck in mud.
I was rooted to the spot,
on the border of that field
and, though I longed to reach you,
the earth refused to yield.
Frustrated and panicking I
looked down at my feet,
and then you were gone and...
I guess I was asleep.
It started with a Ouija board:
it seemed like harmless fun,
the messages at first benign -
it said it was a nun!
Obsessed, I spent more time with it
but scary stuff began:
I heard a laugh, saw shadows move
and knew it was a man.
The figure stepped towards me then
and rooted to the spot,
I felt it push inside my brain,
my body cold, but hot.
"And that was how I killed the girls."
The judge just shook his head.
"I swear I woke and saw the blood...
the prostitutes were dead..."