Evil Stalks.

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Jessica

For  the longest  time  the child  had  gathered bones  and dead insects.

Body parts she  cut  from animals  so  she could learn  how  they  worked .

Not  dead  animals  the  organs  had  to  be alive  and pumping

Warm and  growing,  breathing , flowing.

It  had  started  with  a bone  collection  but  she had  needed  to have  more knowledge.

She  gathered  spiders  and  insects  from the hedge .

Soon  cats and  dogs went  missing , they’d disappear?

Her  mother shut  her eyes  to what  she guessed, keeping  silent her fear.

The  child  spent  less and  less  time  at home

She  preferred to be in the woods foraging  on her  own.

Then  the odd  baby   disappeared  from  it’s cot

The  need  for  learning   was  all that mattered  to  the swot.

One  day  she was gone,  she  did not  return home

The  child  had  decided  it  was time  to roam.

With  necklaces of  eyes  and  ears  and trinkets  made of  bone

She traveled  the word  her  skills to  practice  and hone.

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 Lock  your  windows , close  your  doors

She  is out  there  crossing  fields  and  moors

She is  bigger now  and  stronger

Only  harvests  what  she needs, keeps her donors  alive  longer

What  made  the child want  to  kill  this  way

The  thirst  for  knowledge  one  might  say.

Or  maybe  pure  evil invaded  her  whole

She  was  such a  beauty  in  body  but not in soul.

Beware  when out on  day or  night

Beware  those eyes  so angelic  a sight .

Run from the clink of bone and tooth

She  will not  spare  you  and  that is  the truth!

                  ☠️💀☠️💀☠️💀

Above is a little bedtime story I wrote in 2015. Hope you enjoy. 💜

14 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Ritu
    May 26, 2017 @ 15:01:21

    Oooh so creepy!!!

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  2. JT Twissel
    May 26, 2017 @ 23:26:44

    Oh my golly – the moors have much more deadly!

    Reply

  3. kregianmiral
    May 27, 2017 @ 02:16:40

    Your words just match the pictures so well, it’s as if they were made for them. Well done!

    Also, do you happen to know the name of the artist for the paintings? I forgot her name.

    Reply

    • willowdot21
      May 27, 2017 @ 04:42:45

      Hi I am glad you enjoyed the little tale, the artist is Audrey Kawasaki if you click on the link under the painting on my post where it says “image here” and it will take you to her page. I love her art. 🤗💜

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      • kregianmiral
        May 27, 2017 @ 15:26:23

        I love her art as well. It’s a unique portrait, often accompanied with seemingly macabre images that give contrasts the beautifully drawn women. It’s definitely a treat.

        What makes it even better is the poem that you made to suit it. You were able to amplify the story that was already being told in the painting and the result is just astounding.

      • willowdot21
        May 27, 2017 @ 17:40:42

        Thank you for your kind words, I am so glad you liked the story , as you say I saw the paintings and thought of the story. 💜

  4. Judy E Martin
    May 28, 2017 @ 19:53:19

    This is fantastic, Willow. You are so talented a writer and poet 🙂

    Reply

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