Tag Archives: from the weird side

Snorting beauty

Sleeping Beauty DreamsShe was high for five years

after the seven dealers

paid her a visit


She talked manically

when he tried to kiss her

tongue in cheek


Her nose bled

when he pulled her

from the glass casket


She laughed hysterically

when he asked her

to marry him


When the buzz wore off

she had a headache

and went to sleep



Who needs a prince

when she already has

a white horse?


(#NaPoWriMo day 8 asked to rewrite a famous poem with your own take on it. I ended up rewriting a fairytale.)

Nine, ten, try again

nailbarOne batted eyelash

Two bat’s wings

Three crooked frog legs

Four crook’s rings

Five matted cobwebs

Six mat’s backs

Seven cooked snake skins

Eight cook’s necks


Boil them in the morning

Keep the lid on tight

Let them simmer in a brain pan

Leave it overnight


Drink it from a ram’s horn

Make sure you spill no drop

Your insomnia will be long gone

Your sleepless nights will stop


(#NaPoWriMo asked for a charm)

Dead man walking

There’s a dead man walking
down the corridor
I don’t mind
but I object
to dead men running
especially a marathon
or worse
an ultramarathon

Of course they win
They carry no dead weight

(#NaPoWriMo prompt 1. Take the title of your favourite book, poem or film and that’s the first line of your poem. With some poetic freedom I stuck to that suggestion 😉 )

Stale mate

Come to me
she whispered
black lips dripping
with blood

I need you

Come to me
she said
I have time available
at ten o’ clock

Does that suit you?

Come to me
she yelled
red fangs flaring
with unsavoured flesh

I want you

He looked up from his newspaper
Okay he said
let me finish the obituaries first

I’ve storybirded this poem: http://storybird.com/books/stale-mate/


Today my brain left me
I’m not joking
It said goodbye

It said it needed a holiday
some time alone
to think

It doesn’t know
how long it will take
to find out what it wants
or needs

It doesn’t know when it’ll be back
Or if it will come back
at all

Just that it needs some time off
to remember
who it was
before it met me

Today my brain left me
I’m not joking
I said goodbye

(Day 25 of National Poetry Writing Month. Today’s prompt is not up yet but I am.)