Shriek Poems - Poems about Shriek

A whispered shhh hung in the air Tall grass rustled nearby A slight sniffy, snorty snout sound Preceded the crinkly crunch of dry grass Sweat slithered across my brow A large head appeared Violently shaking Hanging jowls jousting Saliva arcing aimlessly A growl ruffling the air We ran Screams scurrying ahead Saliva spewing demon behind Fear fueled our flight Her hand thinly slipping from mine She fell The demon approached We...

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SHRIEK As Edvard Munsch walked with friends Across the bridge spanning Oslofjord His sister’s situation struck a chord Admitted to the lunatic asylum nearby He saw the blood red colour of the sky Nacreous clouds now hovering lower Perhaps it was a symptom of Krakatoa That famous volcanic eruption of late And had an impact on his mental state A strange overwhelming sense of dread But...

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I hear her When, in stillness – peace, She surrounds me with her promises, Light, mist on the morning, hope Lifting away all the doubt, the darkness With a feeling, a soul stirring scream I hear her Beating, in rhythm – harmonizing, She echoes in reflections of sweet joy, Soft, erasing all the night’s stardust dreams, Inspiring me to give my best, my heart To...

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I heard a prattling rattling battling noise In my children’s room, in the midst of their toys Slurp and Shriek Dancing deep A battling ram came out and gave me a peek Was that a battling ram? I asked my imaginary friend. She threw flowers on me and refused to bend. Dived into the toys Making even more noise I had to drag her...

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They say that walls have ears to hear But not a mouth to speak Though it's mostly for the good, I fear For if I did, I'd shriek Permit me to introduce myself I'm a doctor's office wall My length and width are twelve by nine I'm round 'bout eight...

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In the woods no right of way, no right to live, no right to play. I travel quickly, as dusk is beginning. Woods are thick, on this day. Wood tick and spider heaven, I walk gingerly, on wet old leaves. Dog has deserted me, long gone, chasing things she thinks she sees. The air is thick, the sun is...

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It was time to come in from the cold I am no longer young, I am old My legs long and hairy They creak when I walk Once the talk of the town But they now let me down So I hide in the corner and nod off to sleep When all of a sudden I hear a loud shriek What’s...

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Profile picture painted to please Jennifer Lopez Smiles for miles to the dynamite of Taio Cruz Sights, heights and flights into serene skies Bereft of dour dues, hostile hues, cantankerous queues and bludgeon blues. Laughter in a merry matter to flatter Nicky Minaj No grenade on a serenade to degrade a flight to Bruno Mars Urge age to assuage a morose...

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As men pledge allegiance to their demons, seagulls shriek louder to warn God; these creatures only have feathers for clothes and don't feel a bit of cold! How sullen the skies would be without the presence of seagulls: no shrieks, no flapping of wings... and the saddest would be me! I can walk to the breezy shore, pick up a few broken seashells ignored...

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My blood freezes as their high- pitched vile shriek echoes from the close by forest. Every now and then I get a glimpse, as if they roam in my house, watching over me. At mid-night, very often; They shake my bed roughly, I sense as if someone is running down the hall way, I hear someone, clawing on the...

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Arising before the dawn, to meet the earth, your honeymoon was over with innocent. You start becoming extinct, with stained excuses. Naked as a belief. There was no contradiction. An imitation will take over, for the surreal tomb. A gift of rain will fill the bowl left for Buddha, who was still sleeping with eyes half-open. A sage grouse begins...

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My mouth is weak in gape That night my eyes in gawp The night of war in memory Horrendous ISIS brought Paris. Horror! The world in anguish Bataclan Theatre in despair Before Eiffel shrieked in anguish The dead, maimed, the innocents The glints of Eiffel now in glitch Begrimed! 13th of eleventh month As bodies in bags she sees But cry not further, Eiffel Borders shall...

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Dodging Hate’s Siren-Shriek by Odin Roark He had survived Six months believed to have made him a man. Today, He only wanted his mother. Today, Time was running slow, Slower, Stopping, Begging. Such hopeful beginnings, Such bestial endings, Caked fingers bear blood, Water too precious...

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Ten-year Randi Clay Just moved into town - The town of Fear Street, Where horror pulls you down. Enormous, gigantic calendars She sees, hung on her street On October 10th is marked In red - ‘The Birth of Pete.’ She makes new friends at school, And likewise - enemies too, Who seemed to keep on saying, ‘Beware – He’ll get you! ’ Whenever asked “Who’s Pete?” The...

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In the old house a creak We went in for a peek The floor boards all squeak A ghostly shriek Makes my knees go weak My futures looking bleak I'm on a loosing streak Please! no more hide and seek. Name : Nick Bagnall Contest : A Creepy, Scary Haunted House Poem, Please 7th place...

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