#TankaTuesday Weekly Poetry Challenge: #Poet’s choice

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Acrostic Autumn.

              

All the leaves dance, swirling down

Undulating in the breeze to the ground

Tumbling rumbling scratching sound

Urgent creatures search their stores underground.

Misty mornings, chilly nights,

New season, harvest moon and witches flights.

🌑🌑🕸️🕸️🕷️🕷️.

This is part of Colleen Chesebro’s Tuesday Tanka.

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS October 30, 2021. BOO!

Badge by Shelley Krupa.

Hello it’s late Saturday evening and I am playing catch up …. I promise I shall get round to reading everyone’s entries asap! Anyway I digress it’s time for LindaGHill’s SoCs.

Linda’s prompt this week is : Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “boo.” Find a word with the letters “boo” in it or use “boo” as is and base your post on it. Enjoy!

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Boo
Blood curdling screams rip the night
Owls hoot and we take fright
Open graves empty of their captive souls.

🦇🕷️🕸️🌌🌑🕷️🦇🕸️

Boom
Blood thirsty crawlers
Open your bedroom door
Offering you no mercy
Monsters come to getcha.

Not really but it fits 🎃🎃🎃🎃🐈

Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 81: (JACK) in the A rhyme line.

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Streams of burning lanterns named Jack.
Ghosts and ghouls flighing through the night.
Skeletons dance with happy sprites.
Fashion for the undead on track.
The New Orange is truly Black.
It is the dead end of the year
Long dark evenings full of fear
Dark witch stirs her bubbling cauldron
Pumpkin soup all laced with saffron
Shes so pleased Halloween is here.

THIS IS PART OF RONOVANWRITE’S WEEKLY DÉCIMA CHALLENGE.

One-Liner Wednesday.

Ray Bradbury

Anyone could see that the wind was a special wind this night, and the darkness took on a special feel because it was All Hallows’ Eve.

THIS IS PART OF LINDAGHILL’S ONE-LINER WEDNESDAY.

Running for life.

Running for  Life

Step after step I drag myself through the rain

Blind to all around me , my  mind closed to the pangs of pain.

Fear, hatred and panic screaming in my head, loathing coursing in my veins.

Step after  blooded step, I run and yet it is gaining.

I stumble and fall , legs and arms grazed I crawl no point in complaining.

Hot breath on my neck I shudder in fear I smell his rank sweat as he draws near.

I feel his claws scrape at my flesh, I loose a scream of primal fear.

Ripping at my dress and  hair I run for my life, to look over my shoulder I don’t dare.

No choices left to me, naught I can do . I stand and face the beast  for death I prepare.

Eyes red as the devil, pure evil it seems, closing on me, my worst of dreams.

Caught in his clutches, mercy is not on the cards, so  I beg for divine intervention.

His nostrils flaring, baring his fangs letting me live is not his intention.

Finally all I can do is fall on my knees and pray , why must this horror be my last of day.

Suddenly after a thunderous noise a white flash as lightening  carved him in half God be praised.

Broken and bleeding I lay in the mud,my life slipping out of me no fight left no more……..

Wordless Wednesday.

Witchy willow had a fright.

Witchy willow had a fright

In her mirror something she didn’t like

Something scared her made her scream

Was she awake or is was it a dream.

Halloween is fast approaching

Time to get the Pumpkins roasting.

Capture some humans and set them toasting.

Invitations to demons she is posting.

This her hectic time of year

Busy, instilling , in young children, fear.

Time to wake the ghouls and ghosts

Shake the Vampires from their posts.

Out to dance around tombs

Dodging sprits as around they zooms.

Back to Witchy willow’s fright

What upset her in the night

Something had made her heart beat slow?

Above her head, a magic Rainbow.!

Poor Witchy willow’s so upset

Rainbows are not her best look

I bet.

All Hallows Eve

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Bones are creaking, chains are rattling

Blood is flowing and spirits are battling.

Bats and owls in flight.

Pumpkins lanterns all alight

Witches ready out to go.

Screaming winds start to blow.

Evil spectres and vampires take to flight ,

Zombies stir ready for a wicked night.

Moans and groans all around

Echoing making spooky sound.

It is no use to pray this day,

All unholy things are out to play.

Will we all survive the night,
Or will all our senses all take flight.

Is that Vlad out seeking fun

With his friend Death evading the sun?

They are trouble together abroad

Wreaking havoc when they get board.

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Little children unaware

Of the dangers lurking there.

Cruise through the streets

Knocking on doors for tick or treat

Collecting untested Halloween fare.
There may be evil spirits behind doors hiding .
Watch out for the Grim Reaper out a riding.

So dear friends I bid you safe,
At this time of loss of faith.
Hold on fast to your hearts and souls
Be careful demons pour your blood into bowls.
Tortures horrendous can await

Behind each door or garden gate.

You do not want your guts served upon a plate!

So there is just one thing left to do.

Wave from my broomstick and bid you well
And safe from all the slavering hounds of hell!

woooooooooohooo

Witches Tamed.

Re my One Liner Wednesday post care of Lindaghill this week.

After taking Ruby to the vets yesterday I kept my promise to help my friend sort out her wayward witches.

Why was I asked to help, because I had been a window dresser in my youth.

Spooky wooky.

Halloween, Acrostic Nonet.

Photo © willowdot21 2019.

Halloween Acrostic Poem.

Hale and hearty ghosts and scary ghouls

Awake October, thems the rules

Lupines greet the harvest moon

Luna rays excite their mood

Over graves mist does swirl

Witche’s cauldrons.

Eperveces

Every

Night.

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