Stream of Consciousness Saturday. Smell

This week  for SoCs I have decided to go with three Haiku that I hope are evocative of smell. Our leader LindaGHill of Life in Progress said : Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “smell.” Use it any way you’d like. Have fun!

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There’s nothing so sweet

As the smell of the new born

Makes your life complete.

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The rain has fallen

Nature’s wearing her best scent

Smell the fresh and new

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Smell the want,desire

Two bodies become one scent

Smell the ardent fire.

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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!

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

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Sue Vincent’s Thursday Photo Derelict.

This is my entry to Sue Vincent’s #writephoto . You can find Sue at Daily Echo

This week the title is Derilict .

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Rachel felt, empty, derelict and Barron. The pack she had joined were not her type, they were good honest wolves, unlike her. They had not broken her kind’s code as she had. Unlike her they were not broken and  empty.

She stayed a week then one night she slipped away following the ache in her soul, looking for her Vampire love Mathew. She felt his pain, she felt his fear.

All around her as she travelled she saw the signs of the growing war, the Vampire’s against the Warewolves, both against the humans and all three against the elves and the dwarfs who were hiding more and becoming invisible.

One night Rachel came upon an old and derelict cottage, the chimney and the walls still intact but the roof was open to the elements and the sky. As the night closed in and rain began to fall she crept inside and slept watching  the stars.

Little did she know Mathew was within three miles of where she slept. Willing her to find him.

As Lisa packed her herbs and plants she also called out to Rachel, across the night she called to her friend to find them and soon . She told Rachel exactly where they were.

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Wordless Wednesday: Sense? 

An eye for an eye makes the whole world blind. – Mahatma Gandhi

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#Writespiration#117 52 Weeks in 52 Words Week21

This week Sacha Black has set us a photo prompt! She said : Your challenge is to write your story using the weekly theme/prompt and write it in just 52 words…. EXACTLY, no more, no less.

So, we have to tell her why this room is empty.

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They hid the necklace inside me before they left. It was all they had. They took what they could,touched my walls and promised to return. The men in boots came and ripped me appart. They never found the necklace I kept it safe. I still have it. I still await their return.

Wordless Wednesday 2. Life from death Progress and New Friend.


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