Continuing the 13 Days of Samhain challenge from Sammi Cox’s blog. Day of Reckoning Scared animals ran over mewhile unripe fruit rained down.But Moby crept inside my shirtas I lay on the ground.Then, suddenly, the storm clouds cleared.Spectres and demons fled.The hag shrieked, when she turned to see her black cat lying dead.Fear in her … Continue reading 13 Days of Samhain – day 13| Writing Wrinkles, and Random Ramblings
A nonet. Through my window, evening shadows play.Winds stirring branches ebb and flow.I’ve not thought of you all day.Now you are a shadowI can’t keep at bay.Haunting sorrow;shades of grey.Don’t go…Stay. A heartfelt nonet for the spooky season.| Writing Wrinkles, and Random Ramblings
Continuing the 13 Days of Samhain challenge from Sammi Cox’s blog. Wild Hunt I let out all the animals,among them, Moby mouse.That must have been a different rodentburned behind her house.I vowed then to protect my friendand all his fellow victims.I’d foil the witch and save the dayor cross that river with him.The witch awoke, … Continue reading 13 Days of Samhain – day 12| Writing Wrinkles, and Random Ramblings
Continuing the 13 Days of Samhain challenge from Sammi Cox’s blog. Bewitched Back home, the witch, exhausted, slept.The cat basked in the sun.If only I could kill the cat,I would be free to run.Dispatch the magic cat, and then the spell must surely lift.I knew I couldn’t do it, though,even if not bewitched.I saw the … Continue reading 13 Days of Samhain – day 11| Writing Wrinkles, and Random Ramblings
Esther Chilton’s Wednesday writing prompt this week is Edge Over the Top? It’s been an edgy sort of weekbefore the festive seasons switch.Will you be garbed as ghoul or ghost?spook or werewolf? warlock? witch?With treats and sweets and celebrationour revels honour evil’s cusp.Its banishment on All Saints Day,is generally ignored by us.Soon enough, anticipationbuilds to … Continue reading Edging towards Christmas| Writing Wrinkles, and Random Ramblings
Continuing the 13 Days of Samhain challenge from Sammi Cox’s blog. Forewarned is Forearmed The witch called out. She’d found a grave –a child of tender years.Would she ask me to dig her up?I’d take all night, I feared.But no, she muttered arcane wordsThe ground moved, fell aside.And rising from the open grave,the little girl … Continue reading 13 Days of Samhain – day 10| Writing Wrinkles, and Random Ramblings
Continuing the 13 Days of Samhain challenge from Sammi Cox’s blog. Dead Right or Dead Wrong? Bewitched, I followed past each gravewith no will of my own.To left and right, she searched,interrogating each gravestone.“These graves are too old.Bodies in their coffins will have rotted.Now bodies get cremated,there are fewer graves.I’ve got it!We’ll take a graveyard … Continue reading 13 Days of Samhain – day 9| Writing Wrinkles, and Random Ramblings
Continuing the 13 Days of Samhain challenge from Sammi Cox’s blog. Grave Sin The witch continued witteringas if the creatures cared.I didn’t move a muscle.She might hear me if I dared.“My Mog is special. If I want her understanding saved,I’ll need a human brain, and heart toofrom a recent grave.That eavesdropper will helpwho’s listening outside … Continue reading 13 Days of Samhain – day 8| Writing Wrinkles, and Random Ramblings
Continuing the 13 Days of Samhain challenge from Sammi Cox’s blog. Kill or Cure. A knot-hole near me in the fenceenabled me to spy.The witch stood at the shed doorand I saw the spittle fly.“S…| Writing Wrinkles, and Random Ramblings
Esther Chilton’s writing prompt this week is Club. My friends came back after school today.Things get a bit noisy when we play.Barry and Shane can get carried away.(“I wish,” sometimes my mum…| Writing Wrinkles, and Random Ramblings
… an acrostic. Esther Chilton’s writing prompt this week is Promises. Promises made to be broken. Like flawedRules, devised to get ignored.Or else, why vow we’d be together,Make promise…| Writing Wrinkles, and Random Ramblings
This was a verse I put together in answer to a challenge from a writing magazine which has since folded. My poem wasn’t selected for publication. You will see why as you read. I originally ar…| Writing Wrinkles, and Random Ramblings
Eshet Chilton’s writing prompt this week is Charge. My daughter came to visit mewith Flo and Eddie, six and three,and solar lights to light my treeplugged into panels underneath.Reluctantly, …| Writing Wrinkles, and Random Ramblings
A verse, written to a title prompt It’s been so long since last we spoke so many moons ago.I knew then I should say goodbye, but still I can’t let go.So many thoughts I left unshared, so many words…| Writing Wrinkles, and Random Ramblings
Finding things to blog about Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com I confess that serialising Jay and Robin saved me much guilt when I couldn’t think of anything to blog about in what has been a cha…| Writing Wrinkles, and Random Ramblings
I don’t often enter poetry competitions, but Writing Magazine wanted a sonnet this time, which has to rhyme, so a level playing field. Although mine didn’t win, I was mentioned in the s…| Writing Wrinkles, and Random Ramblings
Day Six, The Green Man The sky cleared, although the sun had barely time to warm the air before it sank behind the treetops. Mikki joined the locals and the older traders crowded inside the Green M…| Writing Wrinkles, and Random Ramblings
The wonderful L Sprague de Camp was a great early figure not only of SF itself but also of its history and criticism. His 1978 collection The Best of L. Sprague de Camp contained two poems that I loved so much that I committed them to memory.| Liam's write-only LJ
