Cute I am Not…..

I am not a sweet little kitten.
I am not a marshmallow
with an ooey gooey center
sweet upon the tongue.
I am a warrior.
I fought through hell
to stand on my own
without safety handholds.
I am a dragon.
Breathing fire
vanquishing my enemies
who dare to laugh
to taunt
to derail the truth that I embrace…..
the reality that is mine.
I am a wolf.
Running free
bounding through snow
cavorting with my pack
bold
sleek
fast
I will not be caught
I will not be tamed.
I am wild.
I stand tall
ferocious
protecting myself
warning off those who come near
intent on destruction
poisoned lips whispering dead words
trying to break down
take down
that which is not understood.
I am a goddess.
I am a woman.
I am terrifying.
Seriously……
Stop it…….
Stop laughing……
I so can be ferocious. 
(Pouting & stomping feet)
©Dec. 9/19
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Building the Perfect Man

Wine is chilled
table set
girls night
time together
to reconnect
to laugh
to build the perfect man.
Mad scientists.
Frankenstein
rebuilt here
retouched there
cackles of laughter
shrieks of delight
as he begins to form
such is their fun.
Dash of romance. 
(Only a little though
modern women that they are)
Splash of dominance.
(Enough…..
just enough
to invoke a frisson of lust)
Listen with half an ear.
Encouraging.
Respectful.
Humor.
Crank up the switch.
Lightening crackles
energy slashes through.
Spasms.
Groaning…..
it?
he?
sits up
looking around
eyes alighting upon his creators.
With wicked intent
bated breath
they wait to hear his first words
this fabulous man
built to spec.
What would he say?
What could he say?
Mouth open.
Soundless.
Dumbfounded they are
until they realize why…..
They neglected to give him a voice.
©Dec. 8/19
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Divine Executioner

Garbed
wimple
penguin robe
head bowed in devote summation
eyes aglitter
rot within
I love this game I play.
I am tired.
tired of the sexism
Tired of the lies.
Tired of the pain.
Tired of it all.
This time
this era
it is one of the harshest I have seen
which morality’s lack
men slack
wrack and ruin at hand.
Desolate
a future no one wants to see
branded upon my mind
my heart
cutting my tongue from my lips
spout not the truth
speak not the validity of time.
Saintly
I am not
moving with delicate grace
gliding behind
dagger in hand
plunging through his back.
Slip away
quiet as a cat
demon’s will done
I have won
once again.

©Nov. 2/19
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Normal for a Night

Midnight black bleeds through
one night of the year
when daemons
witches
gargoyles too
all get to play with the humans.
Do not look to close
lurching down the street
giggles
screams of glee
painted smile
kick that dropped body part
under the tree.
Chase no one away
for you know not who
those witches three maybe
careful now
‘fore they turn you into stew.
Vampires
hover at the doorstep
hoping to be asked in
yet in today’s age
no one will give in.
Listless away they go
witches three
vampires four
waiting for the gargoyles
watched the ghosts play with the children…..
sudden sparkle comes to their eyes
for there is a wonder
they have forgotten again….
All Hallow’s Eve
the one night they blend in.

©Oct. 16/19
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Not Just My Verse, Your Two Two Too

I have been tagged by Rory to participate in his Not just my verse……..Game 5 – Season 1

01 July 2019

Not Just My Verse, Your Two Two Too! Created by Rory of A Guy Called Bloke and K9 Doodlepip! Please do remember to include the ping back, otherwise l lose track of the verse and your additions, cheers.

NB: If the poem goes unanswered from a Tagged Blogger for more than three days, l will collect it back and re-tag a new writer.

Welcome to ….

Not Just My Verse, Your Two Two Too! 

I will choose a topic, write four lines of Rhyming Verse then l will tag one of my readers who will in turn add four lines of Rhyming Verse to my mine and Tag one of their own readers, and then it is a case of wash rinse repeat and let’s see how far our topic goes in so far as a Rhyme?

Once the poem [Verse] leaves my blog, the next blogger along can take it where ever they want with regards their own four line verse but always staying on topic.

Got it?

The day is as long, as the night is young,
Four more lines of verse, to make another rhyme,
What topic shall we do to have some fun..
This time?

Ooooh l know …

 

Ode To The Insomniac!

Why do evade me so? It makes for no sense,
In truth, to do so unkindly and unwarranted, is nonsense!
I have tried counting all sorts, from stars to wide eyed sheep!
Yet still you , yes you decline me shut eye and valuable sleep!

Rory

Tossing and turning pulling blankets near
what is that noise that I hear?
It is not the sandman come for me
why won’t you let me sleep dear?
My contribution

War came to Fairy Land

When war came to Fairy Tale land
it was a sight to see
none knew what to do
or
who was against who?
Tooth Fairy was top dog
no longer doing the work
sending out minions to collect teeth
while she sat
eating bonbons
getting very fat.
As everyone knows
the kinder you are to your employees
they will do what you want
when you want 
without question.
(Well some small questions)
Grumbles began to rumble
dissatisfaction
at an all time high
revolution being planned in plain sight
at tavern tables
polishing rotted teeth
building another wing on the Tooth Castle.
There was going to be trouble
this was true
they did not know how to go
or who they should see.
He came flying in on a wonderous carpet
colors of white/pink/blue
sat upon stools in taverns
hastening along the mumbles to grumbles
to outright mutiny.
As everyone knows
once rebellion does begin
once armies begin to amass
there is no turning back.
One General to the other
there will be no suing for peace.
This peculiar war
waged between Tooth Fairy
and
Toilet Paper Fairy
(a new kid on the block)
became one for the books
as teeth arrows flew
toilet paper bombs smashed the line.
When all the dust settled
Tooth Castle knocked down
up went one made solely of
you guessed it…..
toilet paper.
Soon teeth minions were turned
toilet paper carriers they became
where the work did not include
trying to steal the teeth of small children
leaving little in return
except for maybe some bad dreams.
As toilet paper carriers
they were the delight of all kingdom comes
saving more than one bottom
from a nasty plight.
***Toilet Paper Fairy is the fairy who provides you
     tiny scraps of toilet paper when the roll has run out.
©April 28/19
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