Tales from the Darkside

By Gareth Grizz Ball

Welcome to the slightly twisted mind of Grizz as he presents a collection of his poetry. His writings cover such diverse subjects as fairies, mass murderers, warfare, and his cat, slightly strange and disturbing images of his and other worlds, coupled with more conservative scenesso read and enjoy.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris AU
• Release date: Feb 5, 2015
• ISBN: 9781503501980

Gareth Grizz Ball

Gareth “Grizz” Ball was born in 1956 in Llandaff, Wales; he migrated to Australia in 1964 with his parents and younger brother, Derek. Grizz has done a variety of work from painting, tattooing, and disability work. He resides in Berri, South Australia, with his lady wife, two dogs, and a cat.

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SHORT THOUGHTS.

HATE.

Just a thought

About what we talk,

Babies have no hate,

So treat everyone like a mate.

PEOPLE WATCHING.

I like to sit

Watching people

walking past,

All in such a hurry

to go…nowhere

clad in Italian suits

Designer dresses,

busy ignoring each other.

Poor…poor…people

HELLO

Hello, how are you?

I’m doing fine

Goodbye I’ll see you

I hope you liked my little rhyme.

BLUE DOGS.

Blue dogs running around my walls

My brain freezes and then it calls,

It isn’t really fair

To see what’s not there.

THE MOUSE.

See that mouse?

He has his own house

And a big mortgage too

To pay off the inside loo.

THE CHARM.

Someone threw a charm

Made the tattoos crawl around my arm

But I don’t mind the charm they threw

Because it gives me a different point of view.

THE TRAIN.

Hey! Here I am again

Riding on a steam train

Don’t know where I’m going to

Just hope we stop and pick up you

HEAVENLY BODIES.

Heavenly bodies

Are curvy you see

All the better to hold to me

Oh, heavenly bodies

I MISS YOU MY DEAR

I thought of you today

In a very special way

Thoughts made me feel so good

Just like I knew they would.

’cos I loves ya.

GREEN RICE TEA

Green rice for tea

That’s what it will be

I’ll even invite me

To attend my green rice tea

IMAGINARY FRIEND

My imaginary friend

Isn’t talking to me

She said it’s the end

You see.

TEA

Something that’s good for me

Is a nice cup of tea?

Hot and steaming

It keeps me beaming.

POLITICIANS.

Oh bugger it

Another greedy politician caught

With his snout in the bucket

Guess we’ve got the best to be bought

ALARMS

The alarms gone off

The old man’s died

Whoops, no he hasn’t

The machine has fried

RAIN

The rain is gusting past

The wind is blowing it fast

I’m glad I can hide

Warm and dry inside.

THE COLOUR OF YOUR EYES

The colour of your eyes

The clarity of which surprise

The look that will hypnotise

And make me forget your lies.

A PLACE FOR ME

If I look with all honesty

The only future for me that I can see

Is a nursing home

Where I can roam

Incessantly

AND I THOUGHT LIFE

WAS LONG

My youth has gone

When I was strong

Now old age is nearing

And my vision isn’t clearing

Shit! I thought that life was long

UNDERWEAR

You look good in fancy underwear

The skimpy stuff you used to wear

The type of stuff that turned me on

Especially when it was gone

Honest babe, it’s a pleasure we can share

LADY VAMPIRE

Why is a lady Vampire?

Sex on a stick

Is it so she can set us on fire?

And with her teeth can prick

MMMMM

God look at the bum on her

With tits to match

And between her legs

The loveliest piece of snatch

All waiting for me.

ANGELS

What’s an angel you might question?

Is it a winged being from Christian religion?

Or a beautiful girl that attracts a man’s stare

With dresses all the way up there?

AMBUSH

Lying in wait

                        In the dripping green

    Frost forming on barrels

                                On moving parts

Fingers freezing        hands numb

Breath billowing in vaporous clouds

                                Waiting silently

Waiting Waiting

    ears straining for sounds

                        Foreign to the jungle

                Eyes for movement,

Noses    smelling     for unnatural odours.

    Noises!        In the distance

Approaching

            Approaching                 slowly.

Rifles cocking

            Bullets loading         bodies tensing

Awaiting movement

Foreign voices whispering

        Tobacco smoke wisping

Give a ways in the forest green

        A metallic click noisy kit

        Closer         closer

Movement sighted

                    Slow             creeping         movement

Coming closer they come

Targeted            in     the

                                      Killing zone.

A STRANGE PLACE

I woke up in a strange place today

From home I think it’s far away

The sky is purple, there are two moons

Nearby a rock is carved in ruins

Where I am I have no idea

But of local people I am in fear

For lying in plain view

Are a butchered body or two

With spears through chests, they are nailed to the ground

Lying beside broken shields so round

large scavenging birds doth fly.

In the cloudless Purple sky.

Trying to guess where the dead came from

I scan the