Submissions by snugglebuck
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
A frostbit redneck.
QUEEN NECROPHILIA (my first entry to the 2014 Spooktacular)
He loved her so much
He loved her too much
He could not give her up
So after her last breath
He had her stuffed
Posed her ready for love
But taxidermy was not enough
To keep his lover from decomp
And she began to rot
The air became fragrant
With a scent beyond repugnant
Making neighbors distraught
Finally the police came to knock
What they discovered was a shock
Reprobate they asked, “WTF?”
“How could you do something so corrupt?”
His answer;
“Once you get use to the smell
You’ll find ...
He loved her too much
He could not give her up
So after her last breath
He had her stuffed
Posed her ready for love
But taxidermy was not enough
To keep his lover from decomp
And she began to rot
The air became fragrant
With a scent beyond repugnant
Making neighbors distraught
Finally the police came to knock
What they discovered was a shock
Reprobate they asked, “WTF?”
“How could you do something so corrupt?”
His answer;
“Once you get use to the smell
You’ll find ...
862 reads
1 Comment
SCARY SOUND
You know what sound
Is really scary?
When you hear
An alarm clock
Go off
In a cemetery!
Even worse,
When you realize
The alarm clock
Was yours
Is really scary?
When you hear
An alarm clock
Go off
In a cemetery!
Even worse,
When you realize
The alarm clock
Was yours
916 reads
2 Comments
HELL’S CANNIBALS
1035 reads
3 Comments
GOOD RIDANCE
"If your eye causes you to stumble, pluck it out and throw it from you. It is better for you to enter life with one eye, than to have two eyes and be cast into the fiery hell.”
Matthew 5:29
GOOD RIDANCE (redux)
Sorry Hansel & Gretel
But you two kids have got to go
Because this pervert sinner
Needs to save his soul
From the horrible fire
That awaits me below
Wicked William shall...
Matthew 5:29
GOOD RIDANCE (redux)
Sorry Hansel & Gretel
But you two kids have got to go
Because this pervert sinner
Needs to save his soul
From the horrible fire
That awaits me below
Wicked William shall...
813 reads
1 Comment
GRAY'S CALAMITY
1079 reads
4 Comments
FINALE SEASON
My sweet son
Do not morn my death
For at the close of winter’s season
We’ll meet at your finale breath
I’ll be there to greet you
Against the light of the opening day
I’ll guild you along
Heaven’s eternal pathway
We’ll paddle down a crystal stream
To a great emerald wood
There we’ll hunt the Golden Stag
Of silver antlers and diamond hoof
In this land of sky blue waters
You and I will camp together
Where both the hunter, and the hunted
Live on forever, and ever
Do not morn my death
For at the close of winter’s season
We’ll meet at your finale breath
I’ll be there to greet you
Against the light of the opening day
I’ll guild you along
Heaven’s eternal pathway
We’ll paddle down a crystal stream
To a great emerald wood
There we’ll hunt the Golden Stag
Of silver antlers and diamond hoof
In this land of sky blue waters
You and I will camp together
Where both the hunter, and the hunted
Live on forever, and ever
765 reads
4 Comments
ZMUE (written in Haiku verse)
Fear not the ghost, Zmue
Human dragon beautiful
He will protect you
He only feasts on evil
Vampires, witches, werewolves, ghouls
They top his menu
Yet maidens beware
This apparition of blue
Is love spirit true
Then when he is through
And all passion are subdued
Broken hearts ensue
So as he guards you
Look not into his indigo eyes
Bright with desire's light
You’ll be smitten
So your soul yearning
...
Human dragon beautiful
He will protect you
He only feasts on evil
Vampires, witches, werewolves, ghouls
They top his menu
Yet maidens beware
This apparition of blue
Is love spirit true
Then when he is through
And all passion are subdued
Broken hearts ensue
So as he guards you
Look not into his indigo eyes
Bright with desire's light
You’ll be smitten
So your soul yearning
...
781 reads
2 Comments
PRUNED
PRUNED!
Once there was a guy named Sampson
Who was manly strong and handsome
He ask a girl named Dahlia if she’d shave his genitalia
But when she was done
He no longer was ‘hung’
And now he goes by, Dr. Frank N. Furter, from Transylvania.
Once there was a guy named Sampson
Who was manly strong and handsome
He ask a girl named Dahlia if she’d shave his genitalia
But when she was done
He no longer was ‘hung’
And now he goes by, Dr. Frank N. Furter, from Transylvania.
761 reads
3 Comments
Ia Ia Cthulhu Fhtagn - Armageddon Has Begun
Below the Sea of Galilee
In a cauldron of tar, and salinity
Where no life can survive
The dark evil incarnate did arise
From the mysterious depths
Of the bottomless pit it leapt
The Beast was not the metaphor
Of ancient gospels’ lore
But an immense physical manifestation
A mountain of all that is evil, incarnation
Each inhalation of his respiration
Stole light from Earth's horizon
Expelling sulfured air in exhalation
His putrid breath was an abomination
With his right paw he swept away Gaza
With his left...
In a cauldron of tar, and salinity
Where no life can survive
The dark evil incarnate did arise
From the mysterious depths
Of the bottomless pit it leapt
The Beast was not the metaphor
Of ancient gospels’ lore
But an immense physical manifestation
A mountain of all that is evil, incarnation
Each inhalation of his respiration
Stole light from Earth's horizon
Expelling sulfured air in exhalation
His putrid breath was an abomination
With his right paw he swept away Gaza
With his left...
989 reads
4 Comments
REPUGNUT
893 reads
0 Comments
MAD HATTER
To cap, or not to cap: that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler to go bare headed
Letting the wind blow though my hair for vanity's sake,
Or to protect those precious strands of beauty,
By hiding them under a hat, hidden from the world?
For what hat is more lustrous than my fro?
What bonnet has the power to turn the girl’s heads like my locks?
Covering my head would be like hiding a light under a rock
No, I refuse to be corked like a bottle
So here me declaration, “A hat I shall not wear!”
For my lion's main must flow free in the...
Whether 'tis nobler to go bare headed
Letting the wind blow though my hair for vanity's sake,
Or to protect those precious strands of beauty,
By hiding them under a hat, hidden from the world?
For what hat is more lustrous than my fro?
What bonnet has the power to turn the girl’s heads like my locks?
Covering my head would be like hiding a light under a rock
No, I refuse to be corked like a bottle
So here me declaration, “A hat I shall not wear!”
For my lion's main must flow free in the...
753 reads
2 Comments
THE KILLING OF A MESSANGER
THE KILLING OF A MESSANGER
If there is no God
There can be no Heaven
And if Heaven doesn't exists
Neither can Hell
Today I watched the Devil
Butcher a brave young man
So I petition all the powers of the cosmos
If there isn't a Hell
There sure as 'Hell' ought to be!
If there is no God
There can be no Heaven
And if Heaven doesn't exists
Neither can Hell
Today I watched the Devil
Butcher a brave young man
So I petition all the powers of the cosmos
If there isn't a Hell
There sure as 'Hell' ought to be!
792 reads
2 Comments
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