Gert Strydom

Gold Star - 16,772 Points (03 April 1964 / Johannesburg, South Africa)

Goblin In The Marsh - Poem by Gert Strydom

A Goblin staggers out of the marsh
and he is dirty and full of mud
and stinking he pasts
and walk in the fog
that rises from the water.

There are marsh gasses
that everywhere hangs rotting
and a lightning bolt
hitting to surface
Let’s balls of flame explode
blue, orange and red-blue
behind him
and he laughs half mad
while he walks away
through the mud.

Sniffing he searches
for waterweed, fester, bubonic plague,
arsenic and a snake’s
foaming poison
with the head of a rat
on a green body
and he waddles while he walks
and appears here and there
like a shadow.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 14, 2009



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