Wizard

The
Wizard’s
Lizard eyes see
Sorcery become
Debauchery when
Potions turn
Emotions to the
Must of
Lust and
Maids are
Laid without
Love

Succubus

This
Succubus,
Incredulous, asks
When her
Men’s
Tombs will house
Wombs, and the
Coitus in death’s
Somnus be as
Virile and
Fertile for a
Miss

These ‘Halloween’ poems come from a self-produced collection of many years ago – the first three I posted today were used with students and made more innocuous in comparison with the others. It should be obvious.

I was experimenting with frontal rhyming at the time. I have no idea of this is an established expression.

The wonderful cover illustration was done by a student I taught at the time, ES.