The Trees They Danced…

“The trees they danced

The sun shined and shimmered down on them like a disco ball

And they swayed and swayed

As the leaves would fall, fall, fall

The wind that blew

Made the whole scene look new

As those trees swayed together like lovers do….”

Just a quick little happy poem right there…hope everyone is having a great Wednesday.

Let All The Negativity Be Forgot…

“I know how much we wished and needed that 2021 ball to drop
We all hoped and prayed the covid and negativity would stop
But a glittering ball, a symbol, won’t do the trick
This is all humanities job to fix
We have to want peace
and make it so
Forget your other resolutions,
they have to go
Who cares if your thin
if you’re never happy
Who needs to plan to travel more
When covid has you laid up on the floor
Your inner peace will come
When we treat everyone like one
We are all the same on this big rock
And I’m happy to wear a mask and help stop the virus’s clock
Who would know if you bad day,
if that’s how treat people everyday anyway
Smile, live, love, laugh
Kick this negativity in the ass
I don’t care if your democratic or republican, hunter or vegan
You’re a human being and so am I
And I’ll do whatever I have to, to make sure you don’t die
I’ll also smile and
I’ll help you if you fall
If you ring I’ll answer your call
Afterwards my heart too
will feel ten foot tall
My soul is at rest
When I know I’ve done my best
I’ve treated you
how I would like to be
Open your eyes and see
See us as we are
And set yourself a higher bar
I know it’s hard to began,
hard to see through it all
But all of this starts with us
Not that big glittery ball”


Poem be me, copyright 12/21


Happy New Year everyone, and remember, let all the negative be forgot, I’m happy to be here with all of you on this big beautiful rock…
And may this be humanity’s best….

From The Deep…

I haven’t tortured you with a poem in awhile…happy Monster Monday!

“She rises from the deep
Black of eyes,
Hair of red
Claiming bodies and souls
As she rises from the dead

Spawning from deep on the ocean floor
Where her body lays no more
She comes up to feed,
then goes back to the deep
In her soul there is only darkness,
Bitter from her drowning demise
She comes for those who tell their lies

She was cold hearted before
But now there is only evil that awaits on the ocean floor
Only when she claims enough souls
Can she stay on the surface
Then her evil will lay before us
She must be destroyed
This evil can not walk the land
There will only be blood upon the sand

She dreams of revenge
For her untimely end
Racking up the bodies
Taking them where the water is murky
Only one thing will stop her reign of terror
Finding those that let her sink to the bottom forever….”


Poem by me titled From the Deep

Art the Crimson Mistress

On the Prowl


On the Prowl…
Time to run I can feel the shift
I had to chase him away
Now I have to repair the rift
I’m on the prowl for him now
I’m going to howl for him to hear
This wolf knows there is a mate near
He can’t hide from me,
He will be found
I chased him away
So he would never know
That’s It’s not just me in here
I share a soul
I’m hunting now
full moons were made for teeth
and claws and sin
Forget all you know
and let me in
You can howl with me too
I promise I’ll take care of you
Hold still and it will only sting
Then you’ll shift and your new life will begin…

Art by Benjamin Russell

Sleep Little One…

In this vision I see
This baby…whose soul deep trusting eyes are looking at me
Looking at me with aww and wonder
And I think, how could this be?
This magnificent, magnificent creature
I need to make sure he always stays free
Not an experiment in some sterile cruel cage
Like we’ve done to every other wondrous creature no matter the age
It’s the littlest thing I could do
Because I know what humanity will do to you
Would that I could keep you in your mother’s arms
Safe and loved away from harm
No “I told you so” to the science community
Would ever be worth
Having a young snatched from their momma soon after birth
Feelings are feelings
Love is love
Life is so precious
And fragile like a dove
So sleep little one
Snuggle in tight
Mamma will protect you till the time is right
Maybe someday I’ll see you when I’m wide awake
So you may see what wonder and aww looks my eyes make…
For all the creatures under humanities thumb..
Poem by me copyright 6/21
Piece inspired by the art of Jonathan Dodd #cryptidpoet #monsterwordslinger

You can reach Johnathan Dodd for commissions or to see his other wonderful pieces at:

https://www.jonathandodddraws.com/bio