Skeletal Poems

Skeletal Enchantress

She's an eclipsed daughter, satanic stars slaughter, 

as smoked skulls scream powers, dead enchantress flowers.

When It Is Skeletal Peace

When it is skeletal peace
An aunt wont want her nice niece,
Of all things Good Aunt could miss,
Certainly not her soft kiss…

All would be to no avail,
The real peace to not prevail
Plain malice was the old nail,
Still with them in its loved veil,
One another’s name they hail
But expect in life to fail…

One had ended up in jail
And the other’s mirth lost trail,
She’d rather die than her bail
Or a relief package mail…

If she get freed time to wail
And at her good lawyer rail…

Skeletal Remains Ii

In the remains of the day 
Looking away into the planes 
Green horizons void at the end
Of the gray dawn man washes 
His façade and the pain 

A bitter rain 
Pride of a prodigal sun 
His beloved the envision pawn
Scream of rage in the FACE of the loss
On sable sand where death had ran
Wondering in his sons lineage
Image of man watching the falling rain
Like golden mana, falling, falling
On the bones of his humanity

Logic twisted tragedy in the opening act
The genesis of the one 
The rising gun the empirical sum
The running of the dark dominions sun
High, silhouetted in crosses on a mount of bone
Marking Adams Empire

Seeing the exploding light 
Desolation’s Tower rise…
Seeing the remains 
The truth like dried flash hanging
Living in a coil of primitive fury
Awash in delicate oils of lives toil
At the corner of an ill creation
Is the corrupted soil

Waiting for the righteous born
On sable sand raise
Fill the wells of the loss 
The skeleton remains 
Of a dream one once lived…
Golden
Now the runes of the earth 
In the fragments of gray daylight 
Long buried away…

Pandora Skeletal Secret Keys

No if in fact truth be told

On the contrary

Not only am i not only drowning

I am floating aboard a bubble

Whilst simultaneously both airing
and cleaning out my laundry

And don't forget as i am still
a serving politician

Say and throw whatever you
wish but mudd don't stick

As mudd is thicker than water

When it comes to independent
inquests resided over by 

The keeper of the secret skeletal
key's locked inside pandoras closet
box or cupboards

Meeting the Skeletal Griffin

The whisper went through the warriors like lighting of the night
Most knew rumors of the beast, but had not had him in their sight
The valiant gathered and headed into the woods, ready to be brave
More actually turned their blade and hid shaking in an everglade.

Is it the skeletal griffin? Someone asked me. As if I was in the know.
We walked through the meadow, trailing the ones whose courage show.
I did not know, but there was an absolute feeling of death in the air.
Being empathic, I could feel it, for to others I always care.

“It is he," the knowing woods breathed into the ethers, in a sudden way.
Without a doubt more than one of us would die before the break of day.
We marched, the six of us, knights sworn to uphold honor and be fair.
Finally saw the monster, he was coming out of a grave like lair.

He hissed and was as terrible as any champion we had ever seen.
Sensed he was here to kill us, was doing his duty, not being mean.
What do you need? I asked as he breathed fire into the night.
He turned enormous green eyes upon me, and I nearly died of fright.

Skeletal Branches

Autumn trees stand forboding 
With their skeletal branches, 
Silhouettes in pale moonlight, 
Like witches fingers.


Written 1st October 2020.

For Writing Challenge - Dodoitsu  - poetry Contest.
Sponsored by Constance La France.

The Skeletal Poem

The human skeleton,
is made up of 206 bones
By jove, they are hard,
as if made of stones!

The brain you think with
is in the Skull or Cranium,
the Maxilla and the Mandible
are for chewing bubble gum.

It's atop the spine
which has 33 Vertebrae in all
You're sure gonna break it
if there's a nasty fall.

The 12 pairs of ribs
act just like a big ring,
while 10 fix to the Sternum
the bottom 2 are Floating.

The shoulder blade or the Scapula
is joined with the Clavicle
How they organize the movement
Is another spectacle.

The arms have the Humerus,
the Radius and the Ulna,
The hands' have wrist bones
called Carpals (not made in China).

With Metacarpals and Phalanges
we complete our hand,
don't you forget the lower limbs,
upon which we stand.

The hip bones make the Pelvis
from which the Femur originate
If you gyrate it like elvis
the Patella is sure to break.

Tibia and Fibula
are there in the Shin
The Tarsals and Metatarsals 
shape your feet as it's seen.

Our journey ends here
Let me take your leave,
Take good care of your bones
for as long as you live.

Skeletal Monument

In the chilled space of time,
There she stood—unperturbed;
There she stood, cold and motionless
As if a victim of death, but not dead;
There she stoically stood—challenging
All of nature; even man himself—daring.

There she stood—leafless—her tall skeleton
Piercing the sky as if a monument to her life
And being—a naked statue with arms spread wide.

If her imaging could speak, standing there, she 
Would probably say: “Joy not; mourn not…I shall return;
I shall return in all the beauty and fullness of my being.”

There she stood, gloriously rooted—nature’s most profound
Teaching symbol of the essence of life, death and resurrection—
Indeed, what could be more representative than a wintered tree!

Trump Skeletal Remains

Trump Skeletal Remains

Only thing left of Trump were skeletal remains,
And all water had washed away on his brains;
Disappearing act,
A proven fact;
The same thing also goes for his blood stains.

Jim Horn

Under Skeletal Remains

The sea summons in unrelenting whispers
haunting the night as waves spin their spliced harrowing tales
 
Hallowed echoes an unending scourge over tenderness 
weeping secrets wait held in bondage’s everlasting kiss 
 
Terrified to speak as translation becomes disloyalty 
aching is betrayal and compassion is flammable fragility 
 
One misstep and balance becomes twisted alienated from truth 
as fear takes hold from these toxic dissonant words 
 
Scathing reproach becomes buried beneath tidal swells 
carrying out its inevitable pilgrimage towards unrighteousness
 
Cold suspicion scatters on the shores in broken shells
trapped by suffering and tormented by long ago betrayals
 
Decaying memories never lived once imagined still dwell unanswered   
this is not love quietly whispers on the wind of denial's farewell....

Skeletal Keys

Long ago, before minds had been inundated with toxic food and telemetry, 
Ghosts gathered in the night to dance beneath the moon, 
With the fairies and nymphs who once hid in the trees and wind. 
They were locked away with skeletal keys, 
Calcified by fluoride and washed away by wireless frequencies. 
Now air is empty of spirit, filled only with facsimile fumes,
Spread across the horizon for silly games and mindless matters. 
Until we can see the souls who once danced in the breeze, 
We'll be locked in thick heads until we break the skeleton keys.

Skeletal Wasteland

Human wreckage
Skeletal wasteland
Void of emotions
Echoes... vague-
Shadow boxing
In darkness
With ghosts.

Skeletal Freedom

Over a large cauldron
A lone skeleton stirs up
Some old recipe
Smiling at nearby black cat
Wishing it would catch a rat

For the rat could bring
The concoction to a boil
Leaving the potion
With what the skeleton needs
To finally set him free

Russell Sivey

Skeletal

Twilight reaches the camp where he’s held,
While moonlight illuminates his gaunt figure.
The wires do surround all the cells,
And the guards have their hands on the triggers.
They’re forced in the showers from night until dawn,
Bleeding from where they were marked, 
The process of corpses goes on and on,
Not many make it to dark.
The Sonderkommando shove bodies to flame,
While the SS take out the others.
For Himmler and Hitler, this all is a game,
While loved ones are made to kill brothers.
None make it pas the gallows and gas,
In order to live, please put on this mask.

Skeletal Trees

wheezed lungs of  bare trees

panting against tight winds---

breath of moon dilates

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