I hung your stocking It’s lumpy and quite heavy Your foot’s still in there Merry Krampus !!! Happy HorrorDays !!!
Ripe Tomatoes and a Garden Spade Only another week to go I’ll be on the cruise I’m not feeling nervous More that I’m fearful Scared my plan might go amiss Before the high seas deliver bliss Taking two suitcases is normal Other passengers may have three I won’t look suspiciousContinue reading “Ivor Steven: Ripe Tomatoes and a Garden Spade”
It was the fourth of July The party seems to be finished Wondering how long I dozed off for Most of my friends have gone A few bodies left, lying on the floor Best I have a piss before I go Now where’s that bathroom Whoops, there’s a girl in here Dressed all inContinue reading “Ivor Steven: The Other Side of Red, White, and Blue”
I swear never my heart to give again, but locked away, letting it rest awhile out of the air—a shoebox burial— keeping its memory, so to forget the unfulfilled future. It still won’t die. I hear its thumping underground, beneath the wet soft earth it pounds and pounds. It will not go unheard. IContinue reading “Dr. Agonson: The Undying Heart”
Have you ever had that weird fantasia sort of dream. Where you can’t see beyond the silver screen. Greyness is black and red is green. Straight lines are wavering slivery beams. Stitched inside your brain’s sewn-up seams. Bagged and tagged a pale corpse unseen. Blueness in blood and plasma in streams. Like chunky bittersweetContinue reading “Ivor Steven: Broken Plates and Rabbit Stew”
Red Christmas I’m bleeding a red Christmas, just like the ones I used to woe where the blood-drops glisten and demons hissin’ to scare cold kids who sleigh in the snow. I’m bleeding a red Christmas, that’s why every Christmas song I write causes blight may your nights be drearyContinue reading “Spreading Holiday Fear”
My loving dog Lily, died last week. And I broken heartedly buried her deep. Beneath her favourite sunny spot. In the middle of our warm courtyard plot. Then today, on top of her grave. Sitting, staring at me so brave. Lazily sunbaking, a big Blue-tongued Lizard. His pointy tail twirling like a wizard. TheContinue reading “Ivor Steven: Lily and a Lizard of Wizardry”
Like a melted bar of soap, Your soft resistance floats away. I think it’s time to fetch the rope, and I’ll leave it to you to pray. Darkness; kind hearts glow brightly. Rituals repeated nightly. Read thoughts become so slightly Restrained and bound ultra tightly. ©MegaEggz 2017 Click HERE to visit Josh’s blog!
A glint of light shot skyward And summoned the creatures of the dark One by one their howls filled the night Their dance of the darkness had begun All of your phobias, your childhood fears Surrounded you, taunted you, haunted you You trembled and gasped as you felt something touch you A cold, slimy touchContinue reading “Walt Page: The Demons of Darkness”
My Dragon. A Monstrous Dragon, breathing fire. Did arise from the gurgling mire. Dark gangrenous green, from head to tails. Claws blackened, sharp as nails. Purple secretions, from his scaly chest. A spear harpooned, a grizzly mess. Eyes seeping yellow maggot heads. My Dragon’s crying, and nearly dead. My Dragon, The Revival MyContinue reading “Ivor Steven: My Dragon (The Trilogy)”