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#writephoto – The Return of the King – A very #shortstory

09 Saturday Feb 2019

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“Here me now, my mighty king! This sword I raise to your memory! Would doth come back to us should we pray louder? We are but noble servants to this kingdom, a kingdom lost without its leader. I ask this, for the people, that you return, to once again lead us, make this realm the grandest in the land. Teach the young ones the glory of the sword, this sword that you used to conquer the less mighty, until that fateful day, when at last, the sword breathed no more. I stand before the brick of thy castle, in the hopes the spirits within, will find it in their souls to release you from these walls. Can you hear me, my mighty king?! I ask you to answer we, who have gathered to see you once again. Speak to us!”

“George…For Pete’s sake!! The whole neighborhood can hear you. Pretty sure the king is in hiding with all this publicity. Come inside, now, dinner is ready.”

“Yes, dear”

And with that, George returned his trusty sword to its case, now lying in wait for the return of the king..

To be continued…

 

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Maggoty Monsters – #poetry #OctWrite #OctPoWriMo

15 Monday Oct 2018

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Said the wicked old witch, to the fly on the wall
Your maggots are restless, won’t stop moving at all
I need them, to stir up, a batch of my brew
Tell them to calm down, for a moment or two

Said the fly on the wall, to the wicked old witch
You can do it yourself, with a lick and a stitch
If they don’t work out, then it best be forgotten
After all, these monsters, were all misbegotten

Still the fly had his price, it was all or nothing
Didn’t matter to him that his brood was abuzzin’
But the witch wanted quiet, to conjure her drink
With them making noise, she could barely think!

Trying to soothe over the old lady’s nerves
The maggots calmed down, landed, reserved
The witch was now happy, she shouted with glee
Finally! This is exactly how I need them to be

The witch got her purse, but the fly wanted double
Not able to agree, only caused them more trouble
With that, the witch, well, she’d had enough
And the fly on the wall… he’s now merely a scuff

 

October Writing Prompt – Maggoty Monsters – Day 15/31
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Keeper of the Corpses – #poetry #OctWrite #OctPoWriMo

13 Saturday Oct 2018

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Beyond the city, in the blackest night
Lives the grim reaper, sickle in hand
Keeper of the corpses, rumors say
Bones line gardens, over which he stands

One by one, they’re brought to his castle
Taken too soon, by the latest plague
Piled on each other, no room for more
Why he enjoys this, is clearly quite vague

Count on him, by the light of the moon
You needn’t make an appointment
It’s first come, first served, anytime of day
Just remember, he’ll leave you disjointed

 

October Writing Prompt – Keeper of the corpses – Day 13/31
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#writephoto – Spectral – #poetry

16 Sunday Sep 2018

Posted by in Friday Fantasy, Poetry, WritePhoto

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In swirls of mist, the echoes speak
Take heed to what you hear
For once the sunlight starts to peek
This all will, soon, disappear

Shrouded by gray, in the foggy morn
A spectral being, arrives, forlorn

His castle, now in ruins, lay
As he recalls that fateful day

When men stood brave, atop the wall
Then mightily, one by one, did fall

Soldiers, rigid, took the chance
Heroic men, who bowed to thee
Imprisoned, by your ignorant stance
A realm of misfortune, you did not foresee

Now, this being, in limbo’s cell
Fears, for there is no return
Caught in eternal living hell
His freedom is what he yearns

 

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#writephoto – The Summit – #poetry

23 Monday Jul 2018

Posted by in Poems, Poetry, WritePhoto

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I have dragged myself up
Climbing steps, to the top
Far, from the valley, below
Determined, I’ll never stop
I have a few more steps to go

Let me reach the castle, high
Finally, stand upon the summit
I breathe in, and let out a sigh
As the ground below me, plummets

For the view from above, is splendid
Though the feelings, here, full of strife
As mountains, paint the landscape
I see the visions, once a beautiful life

For here, there stood a fortress
Now, only a single wall remains
Still, the battle cry of victory
Can be heard, across the plains

If you listen very carefully
You’ll hear the spirits, from long ago
Whispers, of how the brave stood fast
Guarding the summit, in its afterglow

 

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