18 Thursday Oct 2018
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Nestled in the dark
Hidden by emerald leaves
A wood creature stands
Guarding his territory
From those who dare destroy it
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18 Thursday Oct 2018
Posted in October Writing, OctPoWriMo, Poetry
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He lays out the mask, pitchfork and a rose
His plans for the night? Only he knows
What he has hiding, up his sleeve
Such devilish deeds, he does conceive
She comes through the door, tired and weary
The scene on the bed, makes it quite eerie
Afraid to get closer, she gasps, backs away
He’s standing behind her, ready to play
Whispered seduction, his breath on her face
Desirous thoughts, as their bodies embrace
Warming to him, she gives in for the night
Unveiling the secrets, of the Devil’s delight
October Writing Prompt – Devil’s Delight – Day 18/31
OctPoWriMo
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17 Wednesday Oct 2018
Posted in My Photography, Photography, Wordless Wednesday
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Tuesday nights moon, hazy, with an aura around it…
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17 Wednesday Oct 2018
Posted in My Photography, Photography, Wordless Wednesday
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17 Wednesday Oct 2018
Posted in October Writing, OctPoWriMo, Poetry
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There was something odd, on this moonlit night
I couldn’t figure it out, but it gave me a fright
The moon in the sky, a very curious shape
It looked like an egg, or maybe even a grape
When up in the tree, I saw an eerie red glow
Twas a gem, like a ruby, held on by a toe
The toe was attached to a spoopy old thing
Half bat and half bird, and it started to sing
I covered my ears, couldn’t handle the sound
Stepped back, lost my balance, fell to the ground
Looked up at this creature, as he laughed at me
How dare he do that, when he’s up in my tree?
Then it dawned on me, why the moon was strange
It wasn’t the moon, someone made an exchange
It was an egg, hatched an extraterrestrial being
I saw all I wanted, turned and ran, quickly fleeing
October Writing Prompt – Spastic and Spoopy – Day 17/31
OctPoWriMo
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