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mark john junor Aug 2014
a september bride her hollow sounds
fearfully echo on the leaf strewn trail
with intonations of a blushing bride to be
she makes a graceful vision
obscured only by her hamfisted collection
of undesirable father figures
who stand round the groom and brow beat
him with dire dreams
but his eyes are for her alone and
the tigers of her sensual rainforest
"lions, tigers and bears...oh my!" she whispers
into his eager ear with a sardonic grin

her hollow sounds both haunting and beautiful
they will stay with me as a soulsong
long after history has devoured her
namesake and words
a quick poet of the three line shoot from the hip haiku
pink glossy eyes all damp with remembered tears
she is the quintessential september bride
the long summer nights swayed her
the longer cold winter may undo her
but it is a girlhood dream that
she knits with papier-mâché knights and
bubblegum queens
she waits for me there
to officiate the proceedings
with a bottle of red wine and single red rose
wrapped in the tender notions of
loves sweetest kiss
Jeuden Totanes May 2014
Finger-like shadows crept
The moon was a yellow gloom
I swear, I really wept
For I knew that it was doom

The tall black silhouette
Stood across the room
The knife was dripping wet
It was the Killer Groom

In a sleek black suit and tie
He cast a nasty grin
Those bony fingers doesn't lie
The corpse was very thin

He took a step, I held my breath
The nightmare of the century
In my house, where's my spouse?
Oh, he's over there -******

He strode and raised the blade
And sent it down, down
I let out a scream, a scream
I saw that his face frowned

He stabbed the pillow on my belly
The knife was stuck for good
Feathers and fluff, the made-up baby
I kicked as hard as I could

He was flat on his back
When I cocked the shotgun
Then, a thunder-crack
His miserable head was gone

I woke up from the nightmare
My make believe horror movie
But there was something that made me stare
My husband, lay there ******

I heard a laugh, an evil laugh
Shivers went up my spine
The bed felt rough, a little bit rough
I realized it's real this time

I pulled the blanket down
The horror was revealed
The baby, all ripped up
My baby has been killed.

Oh what a sight, a glorious sight
My knight has come at last
For ages, I waited for this night
We had remade the past.
i think i am insane,, help me,, somebody,, jeez.. i'm freaking myself out. lol

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