Some Micropoetry Prompts answered…

A repetition of some micro-poetry aka short poems, which I twittered, partially due prompts by the Micropoet Society. See Micropoetry Website

The Occult Streak
© Andrè M. Pietroschek, all rights reserved

The fairy giggles & the demon lies
as shadows darken my every night
Insomnia is that Witch demanding
that I’ll shun slumber & WRITE!

Poetry Prompted
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Poetry is the union
of insight & wisdom
or passion & thought
which only the nemesis
called critics may DISTORT

Marriage and Muse
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Lost was the time
we’ve been waiting
 for each other
to dare loving again
Let’s not regret
so Death won’t be
the only one who rejoiced…

Saturday Night Special
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Crime-rate arose
& dark is the night
cower in fear
or dare living ur life
With my future bleak
freeing you
was the best I could do

Easy Way’s Price
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Each false friend
puts a shadow
unto the only Light
you still have left
to find your happiness with!

House Greyjoy Pun – Game of Thrones Poem

” Winter is here, said the gluttonous white walker during the last eclipse –
Your iron-throned kingdoms shall get their own zombie-apocalypse!”

 

Game of Thrones – Crude poem of a Greyjoy vassal
© Andrè M. Pietroschek, all rights reserved
The iron islands breed a tough folk and many pirate crews
Still to survive we have to be reckless when trouble brews
Rapacious our blood-lust, for which many of us are feared
Our way a pirate-pilgrimage, for the Drowned God steered
House Reaver shunned no Duty, no shame, and no regrets
Ive sired my own children and got into noble ladies’ beds
The golden kingdoms scorn us, with blades and wicked lies
For we do not fall prey to glamour, as we pay the iron price
Dreaming that Kraken guides me and Sharks salute me, too
Faith in our Drowned God, it was damn always proven true
Power, Looting, and Feasting, oh joy, i loved that all the way
Maybe I cannot return, still i really enjoyed my precious stay
I had loyal Captain’s, and gathered many fine sworn swords
If you dare it, like I did, you live and die like highborn lords
From mate to real reaver, lord of my own banner and house
The iron way is often bloody, so I never asked any applause
My daughter came of age, & she straight shanked her old lord
Her cutlass in my guts, as she smiled & kicked me over-board
Farewell!
Spontaneous Remake © Andrè M. Pietroschek, inspired by
Game of Thrones – Ascent https://www.disruptorbeam.com/games/game-of-thrones
& my favorite Greyjoy Wallpaper at Deviant Art by Tapion32
http://tapion32.deviantart.com/art/We-do-not-sow-330950486

Flashy Fairy Tale – Deviants & Dragons

Deviants & Red, Horned Dragons

Humorous Minimalism & Flashy Fiction © Andrè M. Pietroschek, all rights reserved

It was the age of fairy tales in the wonderful kingdom of Deviancy RT. Long centuries of joyful productivity and happiness were only rarely disrupted by the craven deeds of the wicked. Yet now once again it had come to this.

Two evil advisers had convinced the beloved king to accept a ‘political-marriage’ between the virgin and the knightly Horned Dragon. The nobles of Deviancy RT, just like the vassals and commoners, found nothing wrong in a sign of trust. Though they were, alas, wrong.

Evil had arranged for a virgin who would be all but harmless. Necessarily, as the enormous costs and efforts to keep any evil teen a virgin for years were nearly indescribable. And knowing of the compulsive do-goodhearted attitude of Deviancy RT, Evil could connive at its scheme.

So it came to be that the heroic Horned Dragon of Deviancy RT, a unique specimen of his kind, was lured into a sinister trap spun by his fiancee the Evil Virgin. Long had the fiendish Frigid schemed to thwart the plans of the Evil that had dared to force her into a nunnery.

And when she had found the old Grimoire she had discovered a way! She would sacrifice the most powerful good soul in all the land to bargain with a Demon Prince. She planned to sacrifice the honored Red Horned Dragon.

Deviancy RT had long lived in peace. And still, in this fierce crisis, the people of the realm did not falter. On the contrary, the best heroes and heroines of the Land arose to rescue the good, loyalist Dragon from the bewitching Virgin.

And so an epic journey began and a mighty quest awaited the heroic souls of Deviancy RT. Many challenges had to be overcome, plenty of grisly monsters had to be neutralized…

Until finally, the four greatest heroes and heroines of the Land found the evil Virgin and interrupted her Satanic Ritual. Freed from the wicked magic, the Horned Dragon himself delivered the false fiancee into the prison she deserved, the dragon’s stomach!

The Land having been pacified, he decided to marry a Horned She-Dragon and waited long hours until the first eggs began to crack and the future of Dragonkind was secured for Deviancy RT. And they lived happily ever after, until this author is merely another fantasist and a liar! 😉

THE END