#poetsoflinkedin – Page 4 – Brandon Ellrich, Writer/Author/Poet

Be Afraid

Brandon shares an eerie poem for Halloween

There once was a clumsy witch, And one day she got an itch, To go to Dracula’s house to get a view, But she lost control and broke right through; When she did she yelled “Son of a––Goblin!”…? Copyright © 2022 Brandon Ellrich This poem was written in response to Simply 6 Minutes – WelcomeContinue reading “A Witchy Limerick (Almost)”

Autumn Winter Wedding

This cadralor was written in response to W3 Prompt #26: Wea’ve Written Weekly at The Skeptic’s Kaddish, so please visit his page to participate and/or read other responses. This one took some thought, and I’m not entirely sure I followed the specific parameters of a true cadralor, but I think I at least came close. PleaseContinue reading “Autumn Winter Wedding”

The Maurader’s Map

This is a poem based on The Maurader’s Map from the Harry Potter series.

Creature of the Night

Silent creature of the night, Dimly featured by pale moonlight,Quitely cutting through the dark, Wisely judging its chosen mark,Balanced gracefully o’er the ground, Talons splayed, striking down,Noiseless attack from out the air, Helpless prey unaware,As the sunlight lingers near, The owl and moon have disappeared.Copyright © 2022 Brandon Ellrich Thanks for reading! If you enjoyedContinue reading “Creature of the Night”

The Door Under the Stairs

Brandon writes a poem based on one of his own photos of a mysterious door.

The Strangers

The Strangers is a scary poem based on the movie with the same name. Not for the “faint of heart.”

Escape

Colors bursting across the sky, Soul is thirsting to rise and fly, Into the air, escaping life, Away from care, worry, strife; Above the earth, toward the sun, Full of mirth, reckless fun. No path to trace from those before, An open space, my open door. My spirit sails on endless seas, A course unveiledContinue reading “Escape”

Holding On

It’s hard to stay up when they keep knocking you down, It’s difficult to stay positive in a negative world, Your voice can’t be heard when you don’t make a sound, Want to be a grown woman but you’re just a little girl. Things could be better, but you don’t want to try, What doesn’tContinue reading “Holding On”

No Time

Waiting too long at traffic lights– It’s no delight. People too slow, They need to go. The light turns green, thank God, at last! Step on the gas. I’m out of sight, It’s time to write. Sixty seconds left on the clock; Life’s run amok. I don’t have time, To end this rhyme. Copyright ©Continue reading “No Time”