Deathcoration

by Michael Morbid   Aug 24, 2016


This situation is most queer,
my lawn gnome has moved ever near.
He started over by the mere
and travelled now to my lawn's clear.
I got him as a souvenir,
now he's become a mutineer.
Close enough now to see his sneer,
and to notice he holds a spear.
I want to flee but to my fear,
around the house more gnomes appear.
His intent is now rather clear,
my fate seems to be quite severe.
I will try to sell my life dear.

    report violation
5


Did You Like This Poem?

Latest Comments

  • 8 years ago

    by Em

    Michael, love this little piece about those dreadful garden gnomes (reason I don't have them lol) it flows really well and the aaaaa rhyming is hard to do but you did it really well.
    Those gnomes always seem to be grinning wickedly too. This reminded me of gnomeo and Juliet a Disney spin off of Romeo and Juliet where the main characters are (you guessed it) gnomes, lol.

    Em

  • 8 years ago

    by Milly Hayward

    I loved this quirky gnome poem, the rhyming and rhythm is the type that I like very much. I'm looking forward very much to reading more of your poetry. Milly xx

  • 8 years ago

    by deeplydesturbed

    Such a lovely piece about gnomes. Something i havent seen yet. Well done

  • 8 years ago

    by Brenda

    Love this! Those pesky yard gnomes-they are quite scary and they do seem to be always watching you. I saw one in a store one time that was holding an axe! Totally freaked me out, all the time had that manic grin on its face. You really did an awesome job on this write-

Read All Comments (4)

More Poems By Michael Morbid