Haiku About The Hour of Yeats’ Rough Beast

July 5, 2015 at 11:27 pm (Commentary, Geopolitics and International Relations, History, Horror, Literature, Mystery/horror, Poetry, The Supernatural) (, , , , , , , )

Haiku About The Hour of Yeats’ Rough Beast

Slouching away from
Bethlehem is the rough Beast
already been born



  1. rennydiokno2015 said,

    Reblogged this on rennydiokno.com.

  2. Nicholas C. Rossis said,

    Woe to you, oh Earth and Sea.

  3. Randstein said,

    No doubt, an elected official.

    • draculvanhelsing said,

      Yes, no doubt he is. 😀

      • Randstein said,


    • draculvanhelsing said,

      Some might say, he was born in Kenya or Hawaii- depending upon which birth certificate you’re looking at! 😀

      I remember that was the item I remember the most when I visited the Dr. Sun Yat-sen Memorial Gardens in Vancouver’s Chinatown – they had there the actual phony birth certificate that the then territory of Hawaii issued Dr. Sun Yat-sen saying that he was born in Hawaii so he could fund raise for his Chinese revolution in the U.S. and not be deported from the country.

      Of course Dr. Sun Yat-sen went on to become President of the Republic of China.

      When I saw the certificate and the story behind it, my first reaction was like the Vichy French Police Inspector in Casablanca when he discovered that gambling was going on in Rick’s Cafe Americain, “Imagine that! Hawaii is issuing phony birth certificates for future Presidents! I’m shocked! Shocked I tell you!”.

      • Randstein said,

        Bwaa Haaa Haaa! The community organizer probably had his made in the back of the same laundromat by a fifth generation forger. No one would suspect with all those black SUV’s and men running around with long coats and sunglasses out front.

    • draculvanhelsing said,

      Indeed not.

      LOL ! 😀

      • Randstein said,


    • draculvanhelsing said,


  4. Sherrie de Valeria said,

    Another Beast roaming out to find another dinner … along with the Kraken and co.

    • draculvanhelsing said,

      Yes, all these Beasts have suddenly become hungry.

      A sudden craving for a midnight snack at the midnight hour. 😛

      • Sherrie de Valeria said,

        A sudden craving for a midnight snack at the midnight hour? Then, the beast must be pregnant. I know I am craving at things in the mid of the night when I was pregnant. I was like a monster and pushed my hubby out of bed to prepare me midnight snacks. I throw pillows at him because he tries to argue over it.

        “Your baby wants to eat!!! If not, I shall eat you!!!”

        Ok, ok! That was a joke, Nothing serious. No, no, I was not a monster when I was pregnant. I was a very gentle loving lady when I was pregnant. LOL hehehe …

    • draculvanhelsing said,

      I guess if the Beasts have a craving for ice cream and pickles for a midnight snack at the midnight hour, then we’ll know they are pregnant. 😀

      LOL !

      Did you have a craving for ice cream and pickles when you were pregnant, Sherrie?

      Or is that just an old wives’ tale that pregnant women have a craving for ice cream and pickles? 😀

      • Sherrie de Valeria said,

        Oh no, no. Not ice creams or pickles.
        I crave for BBQ chicken all the time and apples. My hubby once caught me in the act eating apples in the garden and a whole load of a basket with it. I dipped it a chocolate bowl and he snap a shot of me eating.

        He said, “Cheese!!! Got cha.”

        I throw apples at him because he said I look beautiful on it and he will hang that photo of me on the wall of his office.


      • draculvanhelsing said,

        LOL !

        And were they green apples that you were eating?

        Since your husband shouted “Cheese!” (as in maybe green cheese) when he took your picture. 😀

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