Thursday Doors Writing Challenge 2024. What lies in wait.
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Dan Antion has invited us to take part in “The Forth Annual Thursday Doors Writing Challenge which officially began on Wednesday, May 1st. The challenge runs the entire month of May. You can submit as many entries as you like. If you want to join the fun, pick a door, write a story, poem, novel, screenplay, musical score – anything at all – as long as it’s inspired by that door image. The completed entries and images to use are in the gallery on Dan’s page along with the Rules .
I have written a little “prosetry” an almost story/ almost poem about a hungry Vampire. Can you see her in the shadows?
In the shadows she stands jealously watching those who walk in the sun. Fingers ripping at her skin,slowly her blood drips down her white face. Longingly, she weaves her dreams where her hopes are spun. Watching those who live in the light, her thoughts so dark. She wants their bodies, she craves their souls She needs their blood and to devour them whole. Her eyes searching for a victim to lure To infect a victim, her motives unpure. She watches as a young man walking home. The burning ache deep within her drives her to distraction. She aches for him, she burns for him she cannot find satisfaction. Blood lust makes her bold and brazen she steps out of the shadows to catch his eye. He moves towards her in the shadows Excited by what he sees. Her body barely covered by her cloak. Attracted by her jet black eyes and her skin so white His juices rising from deep within …a desperate need to taste her. Come, she whispers licking her lips He slides his hands along her hips She acts all soft and coy Moving her body into his, he’s suddenly filled with joy. He thinks she likes him, that he will have his way Unsuspecting he follows her deeper into the shadows. Away from human hustle and lights they move away The danger lights should be flashing , the warnings he refuses to see Too busy to notice her eyes change colour and her lips flush blood red. She lets him slip inside of her she still likes to feel desired She lets him reach his highest delight, as her fangs sink in his neck. She sucked him dry and for a second mourned before leaving him for dead.
Female, wife, full time mother and Grandmother. I am not as happy go lucky as I used to be but I am still bubbling along on simmer! I have three handsome sons all grown and flown.The youngest married with a beautiful wife and two sons of his own. Back in 2010 I was working, running a home, driving and socializing then bang in a split second all that was gone. I had an accident at home. I broke my back, not for the first time, I had broken it 10 years previously as well. Unfortunately this time I had broken it really badly and it was truly messed up so I had to have two operations. I was told before each operation that the outcome could mean I spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair. Still as some guy once wrote "I am still standing " yes "better than I ever was " I no longer use the walking stick . I had lots of friends before the accident but when things like this happen, you loose most of them. Their lives move on and mine stood still and so they left me behind ...I know that is just the way life is but it hurt and always will. Then I looked around and saw those who were still there for me, these friends are the roses in my garden they need to be tended well. They are the diamonds in the dust. I will of been married 53yrs this comming year. I have found different ways to approach life, use my pain befriend it almost...yer right , well that is what they tell me at the pain clinic ROFLMAO ...... if only I could! I have found an outlet for my fears, frustrations and night terrors . I have started writing poetry if that name can be applied to my writing. I hope I do not come over as a moaning winger. I hope I am past all that. I also hope that you might see how the poetry is moving from very dark through the grey and hopefully in to light.
My back is no longer straight it is C shaped because of the injury and I have lost two and a half inches in height but my Pilates and Core teachers have helped me to stand up as straight and be as strong as possible. Pain and depression are still hanging on my arm but I have weapons to use against them and if I say so myself I cope well.
I have made lots of new friends, real diamonds. I am also very grateful for all the support and help I have encountered here on Wordpress. Hugs and welcome to everyone who visits.
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32 thoughts on “Thursday Doors Writing Challenge 2024. What lies in wait.”
Jeez Louise Willow, I ain’t never walking with you anywhere in the dark shadows! I’ve seen pictures of you smiling broadly, but I never noticed any vampire fangs. 🤗 Boy Howdy, when you go dark you don’t play around. 😄
That said, I couldn’t stop reading right up to the end. I didn’t expect that ending. I thought Mr. Hot Pants was going to be a vampire too. Lol! Ginge🦋
Aye Ginger they say never trust a grinning assassin! ..the fangs are well under control!! … No our girl was hungry not lusty so she needed all of him….she couldn’t spare the tiniest drop to make him immortal…. Selfish and greedy really but it is what it is…..Oh! What’s that behind you? 💜💜🌹
Welcome to my “Heartland Echoes,” where I aim to share my poems with the world, along with my survival story and autobiography of childhood abuse, motivational quotes, and much more. Through my words, I hope to inspire others to share their own stories and experiences. Each poem is a piece of my heart and soul, along with a story of a traumatic past, crafted with inspiration, Hope, faith, love and passion. I believe that by sharing our art and emotions, I’ll be able to connect with others on a deeper level and create a sense of community.
willowdot21 
Great job, bit dark, Sis! 💛
Very Dark Sis like those steps 💜💜
Ph my goodness, Willow, this is so good. I was caught up in this from word one. I like the way it ended. Satisfied, albeit dead.
Thank you Dan, Lol ….Well you can’t have it all can you 💜💜
You can think you can, but…
Indeed 💜💜
Wow, this is great, Willow. You are really good at these vampiric all poems and stories.
I do like a Vampire 🦇💜💜
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wow, Willow, really dark but oh so good!
Thank you Carol 💜💜
Jeez Louise Willow, I ain’t never walking with you anywhere in the dark shadows! I’ve seen pictures of you smiling broadly, but I never noticed any vampire fangs. 🤗 Boy Howdy, when you go dark you don’t play around. 😄
That said, I couldn’t stop reading right up to the end. I didn’t expect that ending. I thought Mr. Hot Pants was going to be a vampire too. Lol!
Ginge🦋
Aye Ginger they say never trust a grinning assassin! ..the fangs are well under control!! … No our girl was hungry not lusty so she needed all of him….she couldn’t spare the tiniest drop to make him immortal…. Selfish and greedy really but it is what it is…..Oh! What’s that behind you? 💜💜🌹
Hahaha! You almost made me look!
Ginger🦋
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Oh, this good. I pictured the whole story in my mind’s eye it was well written.
Thank you very much for reading glad you enjoyed it 💜💜
I do love a good vampire story and this was very good! Great write, Willow! ❤︎🧛🏻♂️❤︎
Thank you so glad you enjoyed it 😁😁
Yes! I totally did!
What a evocative poem
Thank you Sis 💜
You’re most welcome 🙏🏼
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Well done, Willow!
Thank you Jennie 💜
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I will now avoid vine-covered steps!
Do you never know what lurks beneath 💜💜
Excellent, Willow. Hugs.
Thank you Teagan 😊