Most Liked Fantasy/Science Fiction Poems (812)

As soon as “The Twitch” arrived, poor thing, he put her under his ‘fluence,
Mind, for a while, met mind, thoughts mingling, forming a confluence,
Then, he gave a look toward The Witch of Greythorne, so she was physically froze,
She couldn’t help her brethren sister, even if she chose.
He mentally cut “The Twitch” loose,
Then, with one hand picked her up, threw her away, like one would a piece of refuse,
He laughed contemptuously……”Ha….You know very little!”
Then said sneeringly……”You, are not even worthy of my spittle…….
Even your stupid name……Ha…..The Twitch……”
Then cruelly…….“You’re not even a full blooded witch……
You’re a half breed…….
Of you I have no need…..
You’re not even worth the effort to take your miserable life, you ugly sow…..
Get out of my sight….Get on your stupid broomstick and leave right now!”
“The Twitch”, picked up her hat….Totally stunned, in more ways than one,
Backed away slowly with broomstick in hand, turned and was off at a full run,
In fright,
She took flight,
With no procrastination,
She decided instantly where should be her destination,
Zig zagging into the night, like a scalded cat,
At reckless speed on she flew, the wind whipping at her hat,
Cold thoughts of fury and revenge starting to work through her head,
Though she knew she was lucky not to be stone dead,
So, thoughts now ordered, on she flew,
By his arrogance….Egron, had just made a big mistake….She cackled…If only he knew!
For now, she had a plan….
Hence her destination….To seek out her old enemy…A dead Wizard, and, a young man…..
Though she didn’t know it, she was unwittingly playing Egron’s hand,
Manipulated by him, on she flew, with all speed…….. To Faerie Land.

He turned around……
Red burning eyes….For a moment, seemed to stare at the ground,
Hell flies around him excitedly buzzed,
As the ground around him slightly blurred and fuzzed,
Then from both hands with fingers outstretched,
Came visible red flames that from each fingertip leapt,
Each, having left his fingers now…Running along the ground,
Seeming tangled at first, in no pattern, up, down and round and round,
Then, more ordered…gathering at his feet, then going north, south, east and west,
Searching….Searching….now in a grid….Like warp and weft,
As frightened animals, up trees and down holes scuttled,
Egron’s lightning quick mind, back and forth shuttled,
Then…..The object of the search was found,
All the lines of fire then surged, came together with a crackling, hissing sound,
Over a crossroads that had been newly metalled,
They seemed to calm and finally settled,
Then…..joining together into a single liquid sheet, feeling, running down every little hole,
Leaving the night once more, for a moment, silent, moonless, black as coal,
Then…..A faint sound, like a whispering, muttering and rustling,
Rising in volume to a rumbling,
As unearthly fire went from body to soul less body….Energy fed,
Breathing life into those stinking bodies of the long lost dead,
The earth, formed into groove next to groove,
As row upon row of the undead began to move,
Each now rising above the ground,
As each heaved itself out, having surface purchase found,
Each dripping with dirt laden slime,
As they stood unmoving, line next to line,
Until a thousand stood there, row upon row, as if they had just from the earth grown,
In eerie silence……Only his will did they know, no thoughts of their own,
And, what was buried beneath them, he then saw in his head….
The anchor point to a golden thread,
In another place it is under the Magic Sea, but in Middlespace found,
Under the ground,
Another sound,
Split the silence…..Echoed around,
Like the very loud cracking of a nut…..
As the golden thread, with fire…..Was savagely cut.
Now….He laughed with delight….
As he beheld, what was to him, a satisfying sight,
For….Like he, so very recently released from his prison…..
His terrible army….The Mighty Groth, had now too, by his command……Arisen!

Breathless, “The Twitch”, arrived at the entrance to Faerie Land,
She delved into her bag, passing things from hand to hand,
Until finally she found a piece of white rag,
And with some string, tied it to her broomstick to make a truce flag,
This time, the Unicorn wasn’t asleep, she didn’t creep past,
When challenged, she presented the white flag and stood fast,
And looking cross eyed down the length of a threatening silver horn,
Explained that she had come here, Freddie the young wizard to warn!

The Magick cards changed and changed again as they were laid,
Sat on opposite sides of the table were Freddie and his Faerie wife as they played,
He was quickly learning the wizards ways,
As he learned this and other mind strategy plays,
Of a sudden he was all of an itch,
He could sense the presence of a witch!

At that time, as the Unicorn and “the Twitch”, started their way to make,
The ground started to violently shake,

In Otherspace the Good Wizard felt it as well,
He clutched his head and to his knees fell,
The psychic shock was horrendous,
A lesser mind would have been killed, it was that tremendous,
At that moment, the door to his place opened wide,
The leader of the Guardians appeared, ready with explanation to provide,
With an open hand he bent down……The good Wizard, his hand took,
From one to another was exchanged a special look,
Suddenly…….Gone was all the pain,
As….The Good Wizard stood and felt right again……

Meanwhile in Middlespace……, Moving stiffly to begin with….As if they’d been starched,
The Army of the Groth……..Toward Faerie Land…….Slowly marched….

"What you need is the correct attitude," he proclaimed."For properly ensuring terror in their little beating hearts, you must assume to be, well, terrifying."
Striking a pose, sun glinting from tip of tail to crest of nose. Rearing back on legs so powerful, chest thrust outward, wings spread to block out the sun.
With a snap, he pulled his wings back and bent in low, stated in a whisper so faint the man leaned in to hear, "A little hissing and a bit of fire makes the maidens hearts feel all a-flutter."

Onto all four feet he thumped back down, the land around jumped and shook.
"For the brave, naive knights, I slink real low, moving my head to and fro, for fun and a touch of panache, I do a little leap and land so that I can lightly toast his tin-canned behind. That always brings a gasp and a cheer," he smiled widely and muchly satisfied.

Leaping high into the air, wings majestically spread, perfect symmetry from snout to tail, he swooped very low, hovering above the tree tops, then over a hillock covered with sheep, scattering them, capturing two, he landed with a thump right next to the man.
"Pardon whilst I munch, its near elevenses, feel free to boil up some tea." While as delicately as could be, he shot flames out and toasted his mutton, then proceeded to bite and tear.
Burping gently, tendrils of smoke escaping his nostrils, he picked his teeth with his mighty talons.

"Now where was I, oh yes...to draw in the bigger crowds, it is necessary to flame a village or two, then snatch a wench or child," *they make excellent housekeepers for the cave* he said in an aside,"I would show but I am sure you can imagine it."
Settling himself into a small hollow, the dragon furled his mighty wings and beckoned the man closer.
"Do you see now? Have you grasped the point I am trying to make? In order for this partnership to prosper, I must insist that you raise the rates by 25%, that I and I alone have sole judgment on artistic expression, you must follow the script to the letter and please sir, please I beg you, stop billing yourself as Kevin the Incredible Wizard! Who ever heard of a wizard named Kevin? Try something exotic like Sir Drake or Mage Wonder or Merlin? Kevin...how boring....."
There I left them in the glade, the Dragon and Kevin the Incredible Wizard.

A feeling of deja vu is upon me
I feel the presence of someone
Could it be my grandmother
Or is it an old girlfriend
Maybe it is a male
Who knows it could be my pet budgie
The door slams six times at six o clock
No one is there
I walk outside
and see a shadow in the rain
Yet I turn around
nobody is there
Sometimes when I am watching tv
it flickers on and off
Could this be a coincidence
I do not know
when I am sleeping
I hear voices in the room
I hear the organ playing Toccata In D Minor
this is the tune for the Phantom of the opera
I like J.S. Bach
not only was he a musical genious
He had twenty six children
Amazing
Yet it is Sunday
and I am off to church
To my surprise
the organist is playing
Tocatta in D minor by Bach
I am trying to decifer the code
But I am mortal
and do not have the knowledge
It is interesting
It is interesting

Electricial stimulation creates thoughts
or simulation,
Fantasy or reality, beginnings or finality,
Strange incoherenency or total consistancy,
A thought or energy, vibration?, maybe,
Continous expansion, atoms, nucleus,
molecules................. creations tools,
Dissect, detect, explore, look for more,
A curious rendition,
Its the human conditon.

Every beginning has a certain Magick!

Come with me, experience the unreal,
I promise you, this is no cheap trick,
Unroll with a flourish……Just like so,
C’mon….Don’t be scared,
Sit down…..Let’s go!
Think hard now, concentrate,
Make a wish,
Cross your fingers.....Levitate….
Now….With thought of a kind,
Feeeeel the current,
Pilot with your mind,
Imagine….If you can,
Sheer speed,
Instantly find you’re going faster than,
Faster than the fastest fast,
Until time blends seamlessly,
Future and past,
And as you look across the sky,
See the ghostly premonition,
Of yourself flying by,
Then swing round, start to backslide,
See the future become present,
On your first Magick Carpet ride.

Another Christmas Eve - Sept 13, 2009
Jim Magee - Poet of the "Common" Man
Dedicated to Jason & Linda - Much Love - Dad / Jim

Late one Christmas eve, while the kids were fast asleep
Momma & I were going crazy - we had promises to keep
We were filling up stocking and wrapping up toys
When suddenly we heard just a terrible noise

A fool in red clothes - reindeer and sleigh in the hedge
fell off the roof, landing too close to the edge
I said "hey dude, what's up? Is this your first game?
And believe it or not, he called me by name

He said "now listen here, Jim - may I please call you that?"
I've had a tough night so far, and I lost my damn hat!
Your roof really sucks - too steep on the fly
But this is my next stop, I can't pass it by

If I did, what'll the kids say, when they wake up to find?
You and little momma going out of your mind
Trying to come up with the things that I didn't leave
I'm just getting too old for another Christmas Eve!

a lights bane spreads.
like a microwave in the macrocosm.
spreading further where darkness summons.
as a red star evokes yet another black hole.
and where alpha and omega begins and ends.
the transitory mindset of all beings is a moment of doubt.
to consider what to do next.
hence a reckoning ability some ancestors posses.
a red face left on a planet near by.
and a full-blown mystery to most.
all aligned with the future to take shape.
as in all begin and end will eventually be a phase.

The robot says Danger Danger This does not compute
Dr Smith says I want to get back to earth
Will is wondering around looking for answers
Penny is searching for her future in a sensitive manner
The mother and father and Don are trying to look after everyone
But Zachary Smith is causing trouble
I want to get back to earth
Now I ask you
Are we on earth today?
Do we have other planets?
That inhabit people and plants
Is their reincarnation?
Are there witches and ghosts?
What do you think?
Do you have an opionion on this?
What did Leonardo Da Vinci think?
He was a man with hidden codes and prophesies
Are we lost in space?
How do we continue to survive?
The 911 disaster
The Nostradamus effect
The stars and horoscope
Who will you believe?
In reality I think we are all lost in space