Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 434 BORED and Gourd.

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Cutting out faces
Children don’t lose interest
Make Demonds from gourds.

This is part of Ronovanwrite’s Weekly Haiku Challenge .

Ronovanwrite’s .

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.

Acrostic Monday.

Monster,  Monday maudelin and dark

Opening up another can  worms

Night monsters lurking in the park

Dragging you down,not on your terms

Abandon all hope you are truly lost

You can resist all you like to your cost!

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