Tuesday, November 16, 2010

One Goblin, Two Eyes




Good afternoon/early evening!
My house smells like cinnamon...pumpkin cookies fresh out o' the oven! Mmmmm....contentment. That, and a few certain other things are making life extra-extra right now :) extra enjoyable, that is. But i've been too busy to write much in the way of poetry! The blog is suffering, i fear. but...it's okay. anyway, here is a short poem about a Goblin named Grubbs, whose portrait hangs above:

Knobbly knees and calloused toes
And nails bit to nubs,
Are some more-pleasing aspects of
The goblin known as Grubbs.
His beard, a gnarly, wispy web
(And dripping, oft, with drink),
Must be his most repellent feature
(Foolish men might think).
But neither beard nor knobbly knees
Nor gnawed-on nails, nor toes
Are any where as close to hellish
As his ghastly nose.
You see, Grubbs' nose is crooked, green,
And caked with purple snot.
What's worse, it stands responsible
For all the kids he's caught.
Oh yes, grim Grubbs eats children--
What else Would a goblin munch?
(I hear he cannot taste them, he just
Loves to hear bones crunch!)
I guess I do not really need
To caution "Stay away!"
If you meet Grubbs...well, he's a goblin,
What more can I say?
His heart shines through his blood-shot eyes,
It's murderous and mad.
You'll be long-gone before he thinks,
"My, what a scrumptious lad!"
That is, as long as you sight Grubbs
Before he sniffs you out...
'Cause then your only hope is that
A strong man hears you shout!


And two poems written...last night?...or the previous. There was supposed to be a Green Eye poem as well, but it is unfinished. Also, the meter on the second works if you mispronounce "comfortably" (i.e., pronounce it how I usually do, 'comf-tor-bly'...ugh, that looks pretty awful :) poor English.

Brown Eye
Is a shadow, parched for light,
Retreating to the vagueness of regret.
Fog-comfort: Twisting freedom to become
Another being; blending into gray,
By Fear betrayed.

Blue Eye
Is a river that has met
The sea, and comes into its rest.
The rise-and-fall of tides, but comfortably,
The sparkling surface sheen, the deepening
Of blue plus blinding sunlight,
Ocean-green.

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