Peculiar Poetry

Poetry with and without reason and rhyme.
Strange is what I strive for.
Expect lyrics and limericks, free verse and format.
Be prepared for bubbly and boiled, terrifying and horrifying.
Keep an eye out for those that provoke your thoughts, and some that bear no thought at all.
Many written for class, and others without much of it.
Feel free. There are no boundaries. Just think.
Consider, Ponder, Wonder, Imagine.
Argue, Oppose, Debate, Defend.
Perhaps you will be offended.
That's good.
Think about that.
Learn more of what you think.
How you think.
Take what you can from what you hate.
I don't seek to preach.
I only speak my mind.
A mind most peculiar.


5. "Not What He Wants"

One listens for my thunderous footsteps

To predict the coming of He Who Takes.

Attempts prove futile, a battle not worth fighting

For I cannot be heard, nor can I be foreseen.


I come as the wind wisps by

A surprise to be felt, a smack in the cheek,

An entrance or fanfare I do not require

But a simple greeting forced over tears,

“Hello, dear friend,” I say unto those to be taken.

Since birth I have known you, every single one

Forever remembering in disgust the number you all possess.

The Lost gaze into my face, the shadow cast before my eyes

A smile that whispers regret—unlike what they thought me to be. 


I am not a god, nor am I a king

And I claim to be neither as well, as you like to do so often;

Only a carrier of orders, a slave to my purpose

An oxen whipped to bear the load, or suffer the consequences.

Grasping the hand of my assigned, whose time is long overdue,

“I am sorry,” I mourn, because what I do is not what I want.

Discrete as when I had arrived, I show Humanity into my lair

As I have always done, and always will do

For all eternity, to where you mortals are destined to land.

You might not weep,

But Death does. 

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