Amos Glade

Joined February 2021

178 stories

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Welcome to Pteetneet City & my World of Weird. Here you'll find stories of the bizarre, horror, & magic realism as well as a steaming pile of poetry. Thank you for reading.

For more madness check out my website: https://www.amosglade.com/

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Kingdom of Coffee
When you arrive How safe you’ll feel A place to break routine And heal You’ll thrive with Endless carafes of caffeine
By Amos Gladeabout a year ago in Poets
Kindom of Crows
Caw Caw caw We follow nature’s law Building up our shrine With pretty things that shine Caw Caw caw In the world that we foresaw
By Amos Gladeabout a year ago in Poets
Kingdom of Hands
Thumbs are up Without hitch hiking You’ll find your way as planned Feel my grip And firmly shake Power is at hand
By Amos Gladeabout a year ago in Poets
Kingdom of Tapas
Enter please and have a seat You’re about to get an all you can eat Buffet Tapas, tapas, one and all Tapas, I repeat
By Amos Gladeabout a year ago in Poets
The Anomaly
The anomaly is just a glitch It could happen any day A broken universal stitch Feels like a great and mighty witch Whose magic went astray
By Amos Gladeabout a year ago in Poets
The Teddy Bear
This little singing teddy bear Was given me at birth Sentimental value Is its only worth It sings to me a lullaby A picnic of celebrative joy
By Amos Gladeabout a year ago in Poets
The Broken Doll
I have a little porcelain doll Our play is unrestricted I take it with me everywhere You might say I’m addicted I buy it clothes
By Amos Gladeabout a year ago in Poets
The Ancient Runes
Hello little rebel Heed my advice Listen to the runes Tradition Conformity Go so far When you dream about reaching the moons
By Amos Gladeabout a year ago in Poets
Kingdom of Masks
Masks! Masks! Masks abound, Masks for everyone! We'll put them on, Come, let’s hear it! No one wants a naked spirit!
By Amos Gladeabout a year ago in Poets
Queens of Five Kingdoms
A mother she had Five daughters, and five kingdoms She had one for each Kingdom of crows for The first, regent of murder,
By Amos Gladeabout a year ago in Poets
Orange Peel New Year
Atlas slipped his overcoat on and felt a little thump in his pocket. He reached in with gloved fingers and pulled out the paper-wrapped offender: a palm-sized snow globe featuring a log cabin, pine trees, and a blue bird.
By Amos Gladeabout a year ago in Families
The Standalone Oak
The strength it takes to stand alone Is never small in measure Stand sure Stand tall Even alone Drop acorns at your leisure
By Amos Gladeabout a year ago in Poets