Macabre
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So… it’s April 1st once again and the kick off of National Poetry Month which means the start of the annual poetry writing challenge. The last time I tried this, things came up and I failed to meet my target of one poem per day for the full month. But here we are again and…
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Sometimes when I wrench open the creative valve, the weirdest things get washed out. On Ghosthunters A figure faintly seen at night, there in the empty place. If you could gain a closer view, would you gaze on it’s face? It walks there every night alone, even when it’s not seen. Would you…
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A mind is a terrible thing to waste on nightmares. But here’s another one. Enjoy! My Night Terrors The bump in the night, the scratch in the walls, things wake us in the night. We are not sure just what we heard, we cannot place that fright. We tell ourselves there’s nothing there, inside…
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So something a little different tonight. When I was younger, I used to suffer the most terrifying nightmares. Fortunately, less so now, but I still remember trying to stay awake to avoid them. The Demons in my Mind Strange nightmares fall into my head, and banish hope of sleep. Phantasms stark in lurid hues,…
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Not What They Thought Beneath a cloudy midnight sky, A deeper sort of dark. Upon the air a cop’pry scent, Drifts slowly ‘cross the park. Through thinning clouds a wat’ry light, Sifts faintly through the trees. A shout, a shot, a bestial shape, Now topples to it’s knees. Not far away in these same woods,…
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When I was a kid, my brother Jack spent countless hours winding me up with ghost stories. He took a perverse delight in terrifying me. We had no hydro or TV and the nearest neighbor was miles away. I guess I was his entertainment. He had a knack for turning the most mundane thing into…
Brain Bits To Go 