Short Gremlins Poems

autocorrect has a mind of its own,
attacks my words down to the bone,
gremlins from jabborwocky join the fun,
playing with my words as if a pun....

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Gremlins, gnomes, a leprechaun and thee imps 
Walked into a bar owned by some chimps 
Ate too many chips
Weight went to their hips
They rolled out later, looking like blimps...

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I love the world of gremlins and fairies
But I must watch out for dragons, they're scary
They eat human beings
At a rate unforeseen
Been losing control of my tract urinary...

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I love the world of gremlins and fairies
But I must watch out for dragons, they're scary
They eat human beings
At a rate unforeseen
I'm even losing control of my tract urinary...

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If you see gremlins on Halloween... DUCK!
Hide from vampires looking for blood to suck
It's such a spooky night
Werewolves and zombies bite
If possessed by demons you've run amuck!...

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Floating under the surface,
stones weighting my body,
gremlins and goblins 
are hobbling my soul;

I'm full to o'erflowing, 
my faculties failing,
I'm one with the fishes, 
I've found my way home....

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Gorillas grow growly gruffy grouchy grampas
Giving grateful gremlins grassy growth plates
Glassy glistening glowing glaring glimmers of globes
Groovy grizzly gristleworms gracefully grifting grandmas
Grandiose grimlets grabbing growling gracious grates....

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Floating under the surface,
stones weighting her body,
gremlins and goblins 
were hobbling her soul;
she's full to o'erflowing, 
her faculties failing,
she swam with the fishes 
and found her way home.

             ******

...an epitaph for Virginia Woolf...

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...for Virginia Woolf


Submerged 'neath the surface,
stones weighting her body,
gremlins and goblins 
are hobbling her soul.

Images jar, 
and memories jostle, 
her compass is gone
but she's in full control. 

Lungs overflowing, 
her faculties failing,
she's one with the fishes, 
at last she is whole....

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...for Virginia

Floating under the surface,
stones weighting her body,
gremlins and goblins 
are hobbling her soul.

Images jar, 
memories jostle, 
her compass is gone
yet she's in full control. 

Full to o'erflowing, 
her faculties failing,
she's one with the fishes, 
at last she is whole....

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...for Virginia

Floating under the surface,
stones weighting her body,
gremlins and goblins 
are hobbling her soul.

Images jar, 
and memories jostle, 
her compass is broken,
she's out of control.  

She's full to o'erflowing, 
her faculties failing,
she's one with the fishes, 
she's found her way home....

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Floating under the surface,
stones weighting her body,
gremlins and goblins 
were hobbling her soul;
she's full to o'erflowing, 
her faculties failing,
she swam with the fishes 
and found her way home.




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Author Notes

...an epilogue for Virginia Woolf...

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Worn limbs creak like tomb's ancient doors
Jumping from youth to old age with lightning's shock
Kind mirrors with mounting dust blur lines
Leaping into my shopping cart are restorative skin creams
Before gremlins make off with them, memories visit briefly
…What was it I was trying to say?




February 18, 2019
For Nina's "Reflect That Emotion" Contest...

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Today the gremlins return to me
Sneaking up to bite so nastily
Breathe deeper yet still
Trying to fill
Consume that space within 
Before those bastards can get back in
Too late they have invaded
Left me wilted jaded
Still I run as if i coukd vanquish their existence 
! Dam the resistence!
Trying to not drown in this sea of strife.
To live and survive this  up life...

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Why are my searches drawing blank
I just searched for Constance La France
It simply tanked ' Is cancellation afoot?
Are there gremlins in 'the soup' its moot'
So many time in months of thrice
I've sought out my peers yet (no dice)
Michael Tor I can't find your door
Andrea Deitrich pangi Bill Baker and more
To top the lot my contest launched
I couldent find it? Friends so staunch.'...

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Listen not to the bell, my friends 
Shut your ears this night, 
Take my advice, just being nice 
It's the hour of scary sights 

Should you be assertive 
And stubborn your admission, 
Opening the door, a decision poor, 
Will bare grizzly apparitions 

Ghosts and gremlins, short and tall, 
Will grin behind sheet and mask, 
If it happens you are one of them, 
I'm so sorry that I asked...

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Grotesquely scary witches clustered in their coven,
Fricasseeing chickens, their green arms tightly woven.
Agitated ghouls and gremlins, hearing warning owl’s hoot,
Began a little brawl at Angry Elm’s October root.

Foraging bats glided in for a better swooping look.
White fluorescent ghosts announced they had come to cook.
Faeries, elves, pixies and sprites quickly were unseen.
Welcome to Haunted Hollow. This is Halloween....

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Rumble grumble is that thunder?
I am not concerned, for it is sunny and smooth here.
A flash of lightning. Weird in this gorgeousness.
I am not concerned; this is faerie weather.
I can hear the gremlins and the gnomes singing.
Purple violets are waving a joyful hello.
Nothing can spoil this gorgeous blue sky.
The monarchs are flitting past, unconcerned.
Darling dainty daffodils welcome them.
It is a gorgeous day here, which is where I am....

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I do not want to insinuate they are dangerous but….
I hide in the brush when I meet one or run to my hut.
I am careful to never make eye contact or make a loud step
Green elves and ghost goblin gremlins all have a dangerous rep

They are masters of animals, especially good with a wolf.
A cyclops runs from them, or he ends up with them on his hoof
They are intensely intense – their stare will dazzle your eyes.
I am running away from one now, no big surprise....

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The gremlins are crawling, and pixies are waiting.
Waiting for you to just casually walk by.
They play on your mind, and taint any light. 
The light which is flashing and spinning inside.
Inside of your mind; where the liquid is flowing.
Flowing fast and spinning inside; spinning the colors that lay on your eyes.
Images burning and turning your brain, 
quickly to go yet to always remain.
In this brain that's seen wonders of color confusion.
The mind which makes fiction a fact of today....

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