A dog and a frog
(with the names of Bull)
sit on a log
abutting a synagogue
drinking eggnog
until they are full
Suddenly agog
(by a fog in their bog
that makes them slog
like a cog
when they jog)
begin a dialogue
with a demagogue hedgehog
"Start a blog monologue
regarding this smog"
voiced to the hog by Bull
"You've had too much grog"
stated the hedgehog
offering a prologue
raising self up with a pull
"and regarding this blog
I have a backlog
know just analog
and expect my payment in wool"

Rivulet
      
       ripples

              mellifluously

       surreptitiously

lilt
            conflating

         into

a
demure
lagoon

Warrior to dark's most daunting dreams
savior from thoughts that run too deep
Terrify, not one dares it seems
brings panacea to night's sleep

Beacon for flailing ships asea,
the Ana of fifty shades Grey
Beauty saving the nocturne beast
keeps subconscious demons at bay

Catches every breath with her smile
as summer's sun, a heart it warms
Intensity not seen awhile
quells the worst of fierce thunderstorms

Her touch, akin to the spring's rain
gently blooming buds to flowers
Still, mental images are vain
ne'er experience her powers

Shan't romance, ******, love, or hold
hear her voice, feel her aura's beams
Suppose I could, though not so bold
so she must stay within my dreams

Terra Firma, inundated
induced obscure, addled by haze
Sable vision looming clandestine
'neath ******'s superficial gaze

Impending doom surrounds siren
companions come via the wing
Hideous caws make nary a sound
still, there's resonance, deafening

Symphonic dance and play abound
sweet airborne pirouettes macabre
Turbulent twists, convene with timber
silence shattered by shrieking sob

Ripped apart - devils satisfied
swiftly ebb on departing mist
Nonchalant to what's been discarded
visage vanquished - vanished, dismissed

'Twas once there, to be - nevermore
peace now, awaits a rising sun
Dewy air departs on stiff breezes
repercussion - a carrion