Poems About Zombies Seeking Friendly Advice
#zombies
Shinobi
Poem Published
24th Oct 2021 4:22pm
24th Oct 2021 4:22pm
Standing Alone in a Field of Trampled Tulips
Once a year...
I'm selected by my peers
to stand in a field
of brutally trampled tulips
a smell of death...decay
of the blossoms is putrid
the acrid scent of their perfume
rises from their flowerbed
where I am left to stand..sentry
like a scarecrow, gazing wide-eyed
while on fallow grounds, slumbering
petals yawn beneath my feet...a somber tone
O'the sound of a harp, O' the melody
how it drifts in, as I stand motionless
amongst their brutal colors,
and maskless faces, tracing my mouth ...
I'm selected by my peers
to stand in a field
of brutally trampled tulips
a smell of death...decay
of the blossoms is putrid
the acrid scent of their perfume
rises from their flowerbed
where I am left to stand..sentry
like a scarecrow, gazing wide-eyed
while on fallow grounds, slumbering
petals yawn beneath my feet...a somber tone
O'the sound of a harp, O' the melody
how it drifts in, as I stand motionless
amongst their brutal colors,
and maskless faces, tracing my mouth ...
#Halloween
#ghosts
#EdgarAllanPoe
#curse
#zombies
415 reads
2 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
15th Oct 2021 8:19am
15th Oct 2021 8:19am
ethcical poem
An ethical poem
A big crow and a sparrow which had painted itself
in the colour of a big bird to look masterful became friends
Both suffered from a bombastic belief they could
take on the elderly eagle and its brood.
A virtuoso war a million other birds killed who only happened
to be flying on peaceful errands.
The Sahara became rubicund from a distance looked like a carpet
for kings and potentates.
From Eastern states, vultures came to feed and defend
to get the big crow and the preening sparrow off their territory.
The crow flew...
A big crow and a sparrow which had painted itself
in the colour of a big bird to look masterful became friends
Both suffered from a bombastic belief they could
take on the elderly eagle and its brood.
A virtuoso war a million other birds killed who only happened
to be flying on peaceful errands.
The Sahara became rubicund from a distance looked like a carpet
for kings and potentates.
From Eastern states, vultures came to feed and defend
to get the big crow and the preening sparrow off their territory.
The crow flew...
#monsters
#aliens
#werewolves #zombies
#werewolves #zombies
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TheSixthUndead
Poem Published
29th Jun 2021 00:11am
29th Jun 2021 00:11am
Unearth
#dark
#monsters
#ghosts
#hell
#zombies
438 reads
1 Comment
oskar
Poem Published
19th May 2021 1:35pm
19th May 2021 1:35pm
the beginning
The beginning
Adam sat on a bough of a tree waited for his friend
The gorilla, Eva, sat in a cave tried to make a skirt of palm leaves.
The cave was warm; a burning bush had taught them how to make fire.
They lived on fruit mostly, when not stealing eggs from nests
Eggs that were about to be hatch were the best
And they had chicken and thus became meat-eaters.
Adam´s friend, the gorilla, when they played card made out of green leaves
The animal was sentinel without a moral compass.
The gorillas had thick fur which, made them look dressed,
and...
Adam sat on a bough of a tree waited for his friend
The gorilla, Eva, sat in a cave tried to make a skirt of palm leaves.
The cave was warm; a burning bush had taught them how to make fire.
They lived on fruit mostly, when not stealing eggs from nests
Eggs that were about to be hatch were the best
And they had chicken and thus became meat-eaters.
Adam´s friend, the gorilla, when they played card made out of green leaves
The animal was sentinel without a moral compass.
The gorillas had thick fur which, made them look dressed,
and...
#aliens
#witches
#werewolves
#zombies
#mermaids
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oskar
Poem Published
23rd Jan 2021 5:17pm
23rd Jan 2021 5:17pm
cold winter
Cold winter
It was the coldest winter anyone had experienced.
Birds fell from the sky frozen and oven ready.
He opened all windows let the coal- fire roar, birds
came sat on his roof; so many birds the roof collapsed
the coal fire overheated, the iron melted
the house burnt down; his wife demanded a divorce.
He said to his solicitor: you do your best to save the planet,
its fauna and this are what you get!
He had taken sacks of coal at the depot for this bagatelle.
he was fired and reported, two years prison, which
when you...
It was the coldest winter anyone had experienced.
Birds fell from the sky frozen and oven ready.
He opened all windows let the coal- fire roar, birds
came sat on his roof; so many birds the roof collapsed
the coal fire overheated, the iron melted
the house burnt down; his wife demanded a divorce.
He said to his solicitor: you do your best to save the planet,
its fauna and this are what you get!
He had taken sacks of coal at the depot for this bagatelle.
he was fired and reported, two years prison, which
when you...
#vampires
#aliens
#witches
#werewolves
#zombies
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oskar
Poem Published
15th Dec 2020 9:57am
15th Dec 2020 9:57am
the canasta
The canasta
We played canasta, club 7 was missing lie on the floor,
but the rules where you couldn’t pick it up invented by lawmakers
who had decided that one part should lose the game of power?
Millions of people protested their concern was not hidden as the system
was rigged to favour one and the missing card became irrelevant
or buried in page number five as a joke.
The card was picked up anyway and used as proof of false performance
since the man who picked up the 7th card was profoundly
argumentative he was wrong until proven right,...
We played canasta, club 7 was missing lie on the floor,
but the rules where you couldn’t pick it up invented by lawmakers
who had decided that one part should lose the game of power?
Millions of people protested their concern was not hidden as the system
was rigged to favour one and the missing card became irrelevant
or buried in page number five as a joke.
The card was picked up anyway and used as proof of false performance
since the man who picked up the 7th card was profoundly
argumentative he was wrong until proven right,...
#monsters
#dragons
#ghosts
#unicorns
#zombies
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1 Comment
oskar
Poem Published
31st Oct 2020 11:25am
31st Oct 2020 11:25am
the survivor
The survivor
The pandemic has taken its toll, the survivors have fled to the woods
the town is full of mice, rats have decided to stay in their sewers
and sea-gulls get fat.
The mice use the zebra crossing and should a car come along
the driver will stop; he is trained to do this.
He-the driver- drives into town where runs out of petrol, sits there
and watches as the sea drain away like bathwater down a plug hole.
He needs insulin and walks home; it is a long walk.
At home, he gets his medicine and fry some bacon and bake a potato...
The pandemic has taken its toll, the survivors have fled to the woods
the town is full of mice, rats have decided to stay in their sewers
and sea-gulls get fat.
The mice use the zebra crossing and should a car come along
the driver will stop; he is trained to do this.
He-the driver- drives into town where runs out of petrol, sits there
and watches as the sea drain away like bathwater down a plug hole.
He needs insulin and walks home; it is a long walk.
At home, he gets his medicine and fry some bacon and bake a potato...
#aliens
#unicorns
#witches
#zombies
#mermaids
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Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
4th Sep 2020 00:07am
4th Sep 2020 00:07am
Buried face down
Buried face down
Great monolith placed
On top of the cold hard ground
They can't keep me down
They won't keep me bound
I'll rise up on the first blood moon
Feast and devour this town
Hide in your homes
Keep your loved ones close
It doesn't matter
You'll still see my ghost
Great monolith placed
On top of the cold hard ground
They can't keep me down
They won't keep me bound
I'll rise up on the first blood moon
Feast and devour this town
Hide in your homes
Keep your loved ones close
It doesn't matter
You'll still see my ghost
#Halloween
#monsters
#vampires
#ghosts
#zombies
525 reads
3 Comments
Jezkeebs
Poem Published
9th Jul 2020 8:53pm
9th Jul 2020 8:53pm
Abraxis
Season of grey mould
In the comets tail for days
Abraxis overlords
Mastered the Zombie rage
Spires of glass thorns take hold
Wave and sing in wind
Ubiquitous ooze
Feed bloated plague animals many limbed
Downtrodden folk no longer bold
Fear the tall Abraxis
Cruel and powerful
Controlling four points of the axis
Forgotten earth of old
Tall cities of light
Collapsed and wiped out
Crumbled under red suns blight
This tale I learned and was told
Evil half Zombies, not death ...
In the comets tail for days
Abraxis overlords
Mastered the Zombie rage
Spires of glass thorns take hold
Wave and sing in wind
Ubiquitous ooze
Feed bloated plague animals many limbed
Downtrodden folk no longer bold
Fear the tall Abraxis
Cruel and powerful
Controlling four points of the axis
Forgotten earth of old
Tall cities of light
Collapsed and wiped out
Crumbled under red suns blight
This tale I learned and was told
Evil half Zombies, not death ...
#dreams
#fiction
#zombies
408 reads
2 Comments
valkyriekerry
Poem Published
25th May 2020 8:38pm
25th May 2020 8:38pm
Hazardous Chemicals
Hazardous Chemicals
Under the eclipse, hazardous chemicals,
Spilling rain pours from blinded skies,
Besmirched water, death’s tarnish,
New life, or old life revived.
Magical dew quite grave,
Filtrates dirt on graves,
Sinks to make rise.
And they rise,
Living dead,
Life.
Life,
Now dead,
Hades too full,
Men full of pride,
Lacking life’s wisdom.
Clawing, climbing in sludge,
Putrid rotten flesh. Banned fumes,
Sockets devoid of eyes; blank, bleak.
Under the eclipse, hazardous chemicals!
...
Under the eclipse, hazardous chemicals,
Spilling rain pours from blinded skies,
Besmirched water, death’s tarnish,
New life, or old life revived.
Magical dew quite grave,
Filtrates dirt on graves,
Sinks to make rise.
And they rise,
Living dead,
Life.
Life,
Now dead,
Hades too full,
Men full of pride,
Lacking life’s wisdom.
Clawing, climbing in sludge,
Putrid rotten flesh. Banned fumes,
Sockets devoid of eyes; blank, bleak.
Under the eclipse, hazardous chemicals!
...
#zombies
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1 Comment
valkyriekerry
Poem Published
15th May 2020 6:40pm
15th May 2020 6:40pm
Mr Bojangles
Mr Bojangles
They called him, ‘Mr Bojangles.’
A fixture in the old town of New Orleans.
No one cared to ask him his name, a human mannequin.
They called him, ‘Mr Bojangles.’
Perched on a wooden stool, staring lifelessly
At life floating by. He had no story of his own to tell.
They called him, ‘Mr Bojangles,’
His swarthy skin and black eyes stared unblinkingly
From his wooden pew between the bar and the barbers.
They called him, ‘Mr Bojangles.’
Unmoved by the Mardi Gras carnival or endless parade
Of mindless...
They called him, ‘Mr Bojangles.’
A fixture in the old town of New Orleans.
No one cared to ask him his name, a human mannequin.
They called him, ‘Mr Bojangles.’
Perched on a wooden stool, staring lifelessly
At life floating by. He had no story of his own to tell.
They called him, ‘Mr Bojangles,’
His swarthy skin and black eyes stared unblinkingly
From his wooden pew between the bar and the barbers.
They called him, ‘Mr Bojangles.’
Unmoved by the Mardi Gras carnival or endless parade
Of mindless...
#evil
#mythology
#curse #zombies
#curse #zombies
665 reads
2 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
30th Mar 2020 8:55am
30th Mar 2020 8:55am
Bipolar Muse
Bipolar Muse
Doug says, “Ro, you’d make a hotsy Go-Go Girl. I would attend your shows and give you generous tips.”
Rowena replies. “Would those gratuities be like giving me an allowance? I am your wife, not your call girl. Getting paid by you for gratification sounds sick.”
Doug says, “You are taking it all wrong. This is just a way to spice up our bedroom life. You could just dance for me at home. I just thought you getting down at a club would add to your excitement.”
Rowena replies, “Are you kidding me, having seedy guys drooling over me is a...
Doug says, “Ro, you’d make a hotsy Go-Go Girl. I would attend your shows and give you generous tips.”
Rowena replies. “Would those gratuities be like giving me an allowance? I am your wife, not your call girl. Getting paid by you for gratification sounds sick.”
Doug says, “You are taking it all wrong. This is just a way to spice up our bedroom life. You could just dance for me at home. I just thought you getting down at a club would add to your excitement.”
Rowena replies, “Are you kidding me, having seedy guys drooling over me is a...
#happiness
#marriage
#bipolar #zombies
#bipolar #zombies
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