30 days in a row random Poem Challenge: Day 1 UFO Motel

The  UFO Motel: 

They checked into the UFO Motel

A little motel in the middle of nowhere

On a road to nowhere

That wasn’t on the map.

They arrived in the middle of the night

Lost and exhausted

They had seen the flashing neon sign

The sign read:

Vacancy

All kinds welcome

They pulled their numb bodies out of their vehicle

Stumbling up to the clerk’s office.

Swinging the glass door open

They made their way to the counter

Nearly collapsing from the long journey

There was no one behind the counter

So they rang the bell

A beam of white light shot up from the floor

The light dissipated and in front of them stood a man

He was a skinny fellow

With a dingy brown mustache and a unabrow

His teeth were crooked

At least those that remained

“A room please?” they said.

The man behind the counter handed them a key

“Room 13 at the end of the Hall---enjoy your stay”

They shambled down the hall

Dragging their baggage behind them

They reached the door and scanned the key

The door slide up

They stepped inside the room

Throwing their bags on the floor

They unzipped their spacesuits

Laying on the bed

Their green tentacles pulsating

Their 6 eyes blinking closed as they fell asleep.

BAC  04/11/2014

The Snowman that Shivered

Built with love and warmth 
By smiling children 
His body is icy cold 
And severely chilling 

They built him up 
From the cold, cold snow 
If they could only really know 
How freezing it was to be made of snow 

They gave him eyes 
With which to see 
A branch for a mouth 
His nose a carrot 
A hat of wool 
A blue scarf 
And Red Gloves they placed on the end 
Of his thin stick arms 

But with no pants 
Or shirt to wear 
Or anything to represent hair 
He sat there frozen 
And just stared 

The snowmen shivered 
As if it would matter 
He didn’t even have teeth 
With which to chatter 

The air was chill 
A wintry breeze 
If he had legs 
He would be shaking his knees 

He watched the children 
Sipping on their hot cocoa 
Safe and warm inside their house 

The night grew colder and colder 
As the sun went down. 
He saw them gathered around a fire 
“Oh it must be warm inside” He pondered 


So without legs with which to move 
He slide 
One inch at a time 
Toward his doom 

Hours later 
In the deep freeze of early morn 
The time of night when Icicles form 
He made it to the doorway 
He stood under the light 
Trying to sneak inside tonight 

He began to feel it 
As he opened the door. 
He could smell more than carrots now 
As he slide wetly across the wood floor 

The fire was still going 
They hadn’t put it out 
He was so happy he wanted to shout 

He sat himself in a fireside chair 
Thinking about how pleasant it was there. 
It felt so good 
The glowing heat 
He wondered how nice it must be for the kids 
To warm their feet. 

The warm alone wasn’t good enough 
That hot chocolate he had watched the kids drink 
Maybe he would try a cup. 

But as he rose up 
And tried to move 
He realized he was about a foot shorter 
Then when he had entered the room 

Then the little kids dog arrived 
And begin to yelp 
The snowman with his stick mouth 
Tried to say “go get help” 

The dog just barked 
As his arms feel out 
The dog grabbed the stick arms 
And continued its yelp 

He tried to move 
But he was melting fast 
The warm paradise he dreamed of 
Too good to last. 

They found what was left of him the very next morning 
A puddle by the fire with a dog and a stick in his mouth. 
“Bad dog” They yelled. 

The next day 
A New Snowman was born. 
Built by smiling kids 
From a house that looked of so warm 
The Snowman he stood outside and shivered 

BAC 11/30/2009 

I think I Saw A Leprechaun ( a poem)

I think I saw a Leprechaun

March 17, 2010 at 5:38pm

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I think I saw a Leprechaun
Down at the pub last night
He was drinking from a shiny boot
And looking for a fight

He was dressed all in green
With a funny hat
That read in Rhinestones
“Just call me PAT”

In one arm he carried a pot of gold
Held snug against his body tight
The other when not upon his drink
Made a fist ready to deliver a mighty right

He cursed and swore in a thick accent
That only Benny Hill might understand
He boasted about his drinking skills
While staggering around
He could barely stand

At one point in the evening
He got up upon the bar and begin to dance
He did a jig to a to a song by Pink
That nearly made me wet my pants.

“Where’s your Lucky Charms”
“Let’s have that pot of gold”
“You can’t out drink me Wee Man”
Were drunk comments yelled that got a little old

But out drink them each and everyone
The Leprechaun did
Winning bar bets left and right
Hiding the winning in his pot out of sight

At last call he stood up
As if he hadn’t drunk a thing
Strutted out the bar
The buckles on his shoes did ring

He saw him turn down the street
Then a brilliant shaft of colored light
Beamed up a giant rainbow
That lit up the starry night.

BAC 03/17/2010 

The Pumpkin That Ate People (A Halloween Poem_

The Pumpkin that Ate People

It was carved with an ancient knife

A knife that had a past.

A past that with filled with horror

It had a sinister smile

It's expression seemed to change in the flickering candle light

Its first victim was the man that carved it

A man named Carl

Almost immediately he knew there was something different about it

It seemed to mock him with its devious looking grin

Carl stepped away from it

Walking across the room

The pumpkin's eyes seemed to move

It’s gaze following him

Carl went to the fridge

Grabbing a beer he closed the door of the fridge

Looking over his shoulder at his creation

It glared back at him with a look of pure hatred

Carl picked up his cell phone

Walking past the pumpkin

Giving it a wide berth

“Hey Fred….Get over here” He Said.

Carl explained to Fred about the pumpkin

He could hear laughter on the other end of the line

He looked back toward the kitchen

The pumpkin was no longer there

Carl dropped his phone

Something grabbed his leg

Pulling him behind the couch.

Fred's  voice could be heard coming out of the phone on the floor

“Carl….are you alright?” 

In return there were only screams.

Fred arrived at his friends house

An empty cop car was parked out front

He ran up to the door

All he found was a trail of blood and some pumpkin seeds

A trial that lead  through the house and out the back door.

He grabbed a blood soaked police radio and spoke into it

“Be on the look out…for a large Orange Pumpkin”

“It has a taste for human blood"

BAC  10/28/2013

The Lazy, Not So Frightening Blob (A Halloween Poem)

The Lazy, Not So Frightening Blob

The Blob just sat there

In the middle of the intersection

Quivering

Shaking

Scaring nobody

No one ran away from the Blob

They just gathered and pointed

Angrily honking their horns as they drove around its jellylike mass

A group of kids had gathered

Poking it with sticks

As it sat listless

Uninterested in terrorizes a single person

Days past

It hadn’t moved at all

The police had set up tape and cones around it to keep the public away

Diverting traffic away from it.

Scientist gathered to study it

Taking samples of it for analysis

Trying different things to measure its reaction

They burned it with fire

Sprayed water on it

Nothing seemed to phase it at all

Weeks past

People went about their lives

The scientists had left

A tourist business had blossomed around it

People stopped to pose for pictures with it

Day turned to night

Night turned to day

The Blob remained

Motionless

BAC 10/21/2013

Super Hot Devil Girlfriend (10/13/2010)

She was my super hot sexy devil girlfriend

I meet her at a Halloween party 

She wore red high heeled boots

She had cute little horns on her head

Blond hair with a  black bikini 

And her skin was colored red

When I kissed her it was so very hot

Burning hot desire

Smoke came out of my ears

My lips felt like they were on fire

She offered to be my girlfriend

Said we would have to make a deal

I said sure where you I sign

Then she told me her red skin and horns were real

I took her to the prom

Against the advice of my mom

We walked in together arm in arm

Her presence set off the fire alarm

She was burning up the dance floor

No really she left a trail of fire

As she twirled round and round

A vortex of flame and smoke

Came bubbling up from the ground

She was super hot

I mean smoking

The hottest girl in town

No other girls would even talk to me 

Whenever she was around

She had quite a   temper

A jealous streak one might say

If you made her angry

There was going to be hell to pay.

In bed she was super hot

She literally burned the sheets

Doing the kind  of stuff 

That other girls would not

She told me she was a She-devil

Born in the underworld

That I was hers forever

My super hot devil girl

Until the sands of time unfurl

BAC 10/13/2010

The Mininons of Doom ( A facebook poem request (10/01/2010)

Something you may not know about 

Every time that you leave a room

That room gets a visit 

From the Minions of Doom

The Devils Minions

As they are sometimes called

They predate civilization

And are furry and bald

Red skinned little creatures

About 1 foot tall

They hide behind closet doors

Creep down the hall

Whenever you leave they enter the room

Wearing Mexican Wrestler masks to hide their hideous faces

They move things around 

Putting them in different places

So next time you can’t find that remote

Or its looks like someone took a sip of your coke

Or you find a rip in your brand new coat

Listen carefully for the scurry of little feet

As the Minions of Dooms

Make their retreat

Whenever you find that your life is in gloom

Go ahead and blame the minions of doom

Devilish little creatures 

Like  Gremlins you say?

Oh but they are much worse by far

They will record 20 Miley Cyrus episodes on your DVR

They will clog up your toilet

Cut the brakes on your car

Pee in your lemonade 

Eat your last Snicker Bar

So beware! 

Take warning!

When you enter the room

It may have been visited by the Minions of Doom

BAC 10/01/2010