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.


29. "The Curse"

The man once had a victim

Until his victim died, 

And so was set upon him 

A curse, it was proclaimed 

To leave his spirit torn and maimed,

And thus, was lost his pride. 


For every creek of every board 

Was wrath once sworn, he knew.  

Never had he faith in any Lord 

Yet crucifixes overran, 

With enough incense to kill a man—

Whatever he could think to do. 


Until one day, he would die 

Relieved of the burdensome curse. 

Except, the threat was but a lie 

His victim had never known a spell,

Yet it seems the man could not tell, 

And created a fate much worse. 

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