Froggy went a courtin',
"Ribbit," he did sing,
altho' singing weren't his thing,
more like the punchline to a joke,
'Please don't smoke or I might croak.'
In the deep end of the pond
true love was his goal,
and by the dawn help to spawn
a few more tadpole souls.
Hopped on to a water lily
where he espied
a fine-looking froggy filly,
and in her mouth a red, red rose,
but wait, something's amiss,
one quick kiss and he froze...
just when he had it in the bag,
oh what a shame, ain't it silly,
our frogly friend hit a snag —
for the she was a he dressed in drag.
cunning spawn of hell
who gained access to humans
through the world of dreams . . .
with each nightmare inflicted,
ruling us all is his goal
April 26, 2023
For the Spawn Variants Poetry Contest
of Robert James Liguori
Spawn Variant, with powers unheard,
With magic and strength, your every word.
Shadows and darkness, your timeless reign,
Variant shows a world that's not in vain.
With flick of wrist and flash of light,
Variant transforms the world in sight.
Changing landscapes with spells so rare,
Anything is possible in Spawn's dark lair.
Rivers run red, with blood and fire,
As Variant's powers take gamers higher.
The mountains rise, with peaks so high,
As Variant's magic touches the sky.
The creatures are fierce, unnerving, and bold,
But Variant's magic makes them cold.
With every wave of your hand, you instil the fear,
So that everypath, every step, every end is clear.
With powers so vast, Variant guides the way,
Changing the world, with what you choose to say.
A different world, a new way to survive,
With Variant at your side, bringing you alive.
So come one, come all, join the hunt,
Unleash your powers, and take the stunt.
Embrace the shadows, and rule the land,
For Variant is here, with magic so grand.
Fitted in well the fine role of a marvelous villain,
Soaked in senile hellish wisdom, he knew who to grill in;
He was he, though he had his numerous clone duplicates,
He was the lone master of his horrid hell-hounding fates...!
Like the original Omega, the regulator,
Channelizer of the blood and its nutrition cater;
Power of spawn Omega has no alternative, too,
He could make or mar any marvel, from out of the blue...!
Fighting against the hell was, for him, like eating candy,
He ended many hell powers, though his acts seemed sandy;
Did he decide to invade and conquer the Earth, none knows,
His battles, conquering the planets, like rockets fast goes...!
Striking anyone or anything that stands in his way,
Over the hell, heaven, and earth Omega has his sway;
Spawn, wonder woman, Superman, Batman... all are great tales,
To grow our kids in adventures, these are, yet, rails and trails...!!!
22 April 2023
Spawn Variants Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Robert James Liguori
Rhymes Checked At: Rhyme Zone
Syllables Checked At: Syllable Counter
He was once an assassin
He's sent to hell to pay his sin
He was once a condemned soul
In fire of hell, he found his goal
He's back to earth like fire from hell
To rid the world from devil's spell
He craved to see his love once more
And show his love just like before
Scourge of darkness, he wanted to quell
And his courage served him well
His lion heart, brave and mighty
Made him the king of Rat City
In Rat City, he ruled with his might
To make the balance between wrong and right
When time was ripe to ring the bell
He fought the war of heaven and hell
April 18, 2023
Spawn Characters Poetry Contest (2nd place)
Sponsored by: Robert James Liguori
A
preacher,
Jeremy
Winston lived out
West two-hundred years
ago. He was framed for
murder of his family.
Mammon offered him revenge if
Winston gave up his soul. Although killed,
he came back to life as Gunslinger Spawn!
Winston was commanded to kill all the
townspeople except for Parker, who
he was ordered to float down a
river in a casket. By
saving Parker, he saved
an ancestor of
Hellspawn, who would
destroy one
day the
world!
April 17, 2023
For the Spawn Character contest of Robert James Liguori
A spawn of hell, once human, he
is also called “The One” and “Spawny.”
He’s super agile, super fast,
and death to Spawn does not long last.
For this is due to healing.
He shape-shifts too. That’s so appealing.
Acrobatic and highly skilled.
How many foes might he have killed?
Named Simmons, he was C I A.
But then betrayed, he lost his way.
A devilish deal he made. He’d learned
to hell again he’d be returned.
To stay on earth, he needed to
fight crime. It’s what he had to do!
An angel hunted for him, and
his costume’s features grew more grand.
He fed off souls and as he grew
yet stronger, many things he knew.
From good to evil – back again.
His soul evolved. What happened then?
So many times he was transformed,
and many battle sites he stormed.
In Resurrection Spawn revived
and saved his old love who had died.
In hell was Wanda, but she now
resides in heaven. This is how
“The One” called Spawn is living here-
He fights for loved ones of his dear.
March 31, 2023
For Robert James Liguori's Spawn Poetry Contest
River
R u n s
Rapid
Salmon
S w i m s
Swift
You heard about the son of God
Here's a story about the Devil's lot
He spawned three males too
Dont judge before you hear the truth
These lads were innocent as a new born
So Lucifer was not happy with his spawn
He called them gargoyles and banished them from hell
I found them sat by the wishing well
They all looked cold and scared to death
So i took them home and nursed them to health
They were funny looking creatures with wings
Short, plump with horns, cute and scary looking
The first was named Friluce, he was blind
The second was a deaf little swine
Goes by the name of Reficul, a funny little one
The third poor little devil Ecrulif was speachless dumb
They dedicated their life to protecting my famiy
From evil forces we cannot see
Witch made old Lucifer more crazy
To see his spawn as innocent and free
So thats the story of the devil's three lads
See no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil conquers the bad
The frogs have laid their spawn.
Those little jelly blobs looking very good to eat,
like caviar or canape, extravagant, a treat.
They lie close by the waterfall damped by its spits and spots,
those hundred little jelly blobs, those black eye'd jelly dots.
The frogs had gone for years until the pond was built again.
Now with filtered flowing waters mixing oxygen to rain ,
and weedy bits and pieces helping fish to hide from cats,
and lillies in their basket with their shady floating caps.
I sit here on this sunny day and listen to the tune
that water's babble plays to cool a heated afternoon.
Will those tadpole birthing blobs inside their dome cocoons
coincide our breaking out from home's confining rooms?
Please may that be, oh may that be, and may that be quite soon.
Don't make me suffer like Prometheus on a mountain peak,
My providence lies between alchemy and illusion,
While I strive to be entrenched and meek,
In the furrow of life,
Liberated from any type of hubris,
Crossing the fence,
Ripping the chains,
Not giving a pence to obstacles nor pains.
Rather, I'd respect the archaic version of the solar wheel
That crosses the sky, and without temptation I’d keep it real,
Without hearsay of consciousness, only selfless zeal,
Without toxins I shall start to peel
The layers of life like the skin of an eel.
Hunter!? Indigenous at heart,
Stuck in an unusual labyrinth at the bottom of a ravine,
Coroneted in a desert that no one has seen,
Travelled far and away,
Through the blue eyes of degenerative cells
That open micro-possibilities of endless wells.
A lifetime away from what seems to be a spontaneous
Rift of logic, and an eave that holds Olymp,
With no intention to limp,
But to run strong, and fast,
Holding a whip,
Boarding a ship,
Ticking this bulletin off,
Refusing to be a write-off.
As always, there is a new dawn,
As I spawn.
I found a sphinx in my backyard
And a manatee turned up dead
I raised a flag, all went to one knee
A hissing package fell on my head!
I was harassed by a baby squirrel
My turkey got doubled up tariff
DNA linked me to a cold case crime
Now I have to talk to the sheriff!
A child prodigy gets to stay
I lost at chess, so now I'm gone
My pregnant wife's hooked on opioids
My life is a current news spawn!
Spawn A New Day
What does encourage and then spawn?
Beginning and breaking of new dawn;
Which way will a river run and why;
God don't let your love pass me by.
Treat me kindly and secure my soul;
Make mine and everyone's all whole;
Pick up pieces and put back in place;
Wipe off the tears from our each face.
Must listen to God not missing a word;
Make sure daily he has been heard;
While in battle being under attack;
Be sure to bring all our soldiers back.
Another new year has come to stay;
Yes mother let us play if you may,
Stop light and also red and green;
Let us on You God be able to lean.
James Thomas Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
Spawn of Satan
Behold the demonized beasts, Satan's spawn!
Chained to the gates of Hell for all Eternity
Eyes of fiery coals and drooling mouths agape.
They roar in anger to sate their hunger with
YOU!
October 30, 2015
Contest in 5 lines or less.
fish
Salmon HAIKU ©
Salmon swim up stream
Battling against being killed
Womanlike she fights!
Didee
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