Slayer Poems - Poems about Slayer

The Slayer Buffy

"Hello gorgeous. How are you?" he continued on,
"Your face could inspire poets to write many a sweet song."
"I know that you're evil," she responded in a  somewhat bored tone.
"You shouldn't kill others because,.. well that's just wrong."
He sensed no fear in her, but could see she was very aware of him.
He smiled revealing his

Made Fun of By a Chicken Slayer

He fancies himself Mark Twain the chicken slayer said.
His hat is ridiculous, I would not wear it even if I was dead.
Tom Sawyer or Huck Finn? You mean asked a reader well bred.
Not sure said the chicken slayer, but look at that stupid hat on his head!

Dragon Slayer

The stronger the prayer 
the closer He stands to you 
Dragon Slayer !

A Buffy Limerick

Trawling graveyards might not sound like fun,
she’ll never stop ‘til her mission is done.
With her trusty wooden stake,
life from the dead she can take -
hunting night creatures ‘til she feels the sun.

The Dragon Slayer

When it’s repeated in the media 
It becomes imprinted in our mind
Past tragedies get resurrected  
Presented as occurrences in modern times

Slavery, gender inequalities 
Sexual identities undefined 
Ironically, the worlds getting easier 
Yet we’ve regressed to darker times

Most of the dragons have been slayed
As we’ve progressed throughout the years
Our perspective has become distorted 
A life

Snake Slayer

I have a ‘snake slayer,’
a derringer I carry
when hiking in dry States.

So when I saw the coiled rattlesnake
sunbathing on a dusty track
I unholstered, 
ready to unleash some primitive instincts,
oddly though 
I chose, ‘instinctively’
to step backwards for a spell
and work my way around it.

I could have slayed it
with one .410 shotshell;
I mean who needs rattlers?
I could

Juice Slayer and Aunt Pete

What kind of a cat likes Van Gogh? The prissy neighbor said.
My cat, Juice Slayer does, I said. He has an amazing artistic head!
Mrs. McGee rolled her eyes and sniffed a bit of her snuff.
I am telling you, he knows his painters, and this is no guff!

The next day at a quarter past three I

Dear-Slayer

The words, they echoed in his ear
He forced a smile, and downed a beer

"We're finished, darling dear," she'd said
Her voice, the knife that left him dead

Dragon-Slayer

Sir Charming Knight set out one summer's day
Adventure sure to set femmes' hearts afire
To slay yon dragon lying in the bay
With sword and wit he'd wade into the mire
Past noon it was, no sign yet of the beast
Remembering the banquet that he'd packed
His gluttony invited him to feast
Sweet meats, strong ale; for nothing did he

Trained Slayer

Put my emotions into poetry
With each word Creates a rhyme so you know its me.
Battled the best game players.
I’m a trained slayer.
I sit back and observe.
With or without any words.
Been behind hands that hit to beat.
Looked into the eyes after they cheat.
Stay quiet ,Never say a peep.
Tuck it into the chambers,Real deep.
I stopped listening to

I'M a Demon Slayer

I'm a demon slayer
I cut to another layer
You know they have no prayer
I'm no delayer

Come lookin for me
Should let me be
I'll never be free
I will tear apart thee

Oh what a tangled web we weave
I'm not here to deceive
Don't care if you believe
From your pain, I will relieve

I'm JAY MOORE
In hell they roar!
We'll take no more
I'll

The Tooth Slayer

Grinding to a halt his jaws clenching and crunching

Tim had tried all treatments under the sun like 

pills and the couch hypnosis even osteo-cranial touches

But his resentments would not abate his vision collapsed

‘an eye for an eye a tooth for a tooth’ he held firm in decay


Raging with no temerity anywhere near he nevertheless

felt barren

Slayer of Sound

“We are all apprentices in a craft where no one ever becomes a master.” 
—Ernest Hemingway 
  
An incandescent drip of flavor   
falls from the tip of my lip 
words gathered and built   
as my thoughts delicately fulfilled 
the symphonies played throughout my mind 
  
Entranced, my spirit soars   
seeking its solace

Norse Mythology, Return of the Slayer of Dragons

Norse Mythology, Return Of The Slayer Of Dragons

( Part One, Darkness Arrives)

I - (THE PLEA)

Slayer of weak beasts, ravager of torn breasts
Darkness from East, dragons its armored crests
What hero dares to slay this foul evil
What man may dispatch this tool of the devil?
Hell's fires doth burn hot from its massive jaws
Innocent red blood drips from

Dragon Slayer

Once upon a time, a bold knight started his quest
That led him to the fearsome beast's enclave,
Radiant  in an armor of courage shining like gold
Where the Dragon roared from disturbed sleep,
As vile creature spewed blasts of heated flame,
Unsettling the master's gait    down to the rocks.
But the hero regained fast with his

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