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Time for some Holiday Stuff - UPDATED THREAD!
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Time for some Holiday Stuff - UPDATED THREAD! |
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Poet deVine
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
Halloween challenge!!! Write something that makes the reader hold his/her breath and let it out at the end with a sigh of fear! Prose or poetry...any forum...good luck. [This message has been edited by Poet deVine (11-10-2004 10:12 PM).] |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
and just because I thought I might? can we add? NO REPOSTS? it's up to you tho, but to me, it's not a challenge unless you come up with something new, right? grin...gawd I hate me |
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Kaoru
since 2003-06-07
Posts 3892where the wild flowers grow |
I would really like to try this one out, can I have until halloween?  I gots me no time right now, but I'll try to e-mail you my poem if it's late or something to that extent. Wee! I love halloween, it's so much fun! |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
It spoke to me. It did. I swear. I am not lying this time. I felt It move rather . . . sweep across the back of my neck. Oh My God! There It is again I need help this time, I can't do it alone. I promised I wouldn't be bad. I promised I would be good. This time It means business. Oh, God! Here It is the creeping death matter spilled like blood from my eyes they see It around the staircase. It creeps like fog or smoke and settles into the marrow of my bones, crunching them like brittle twigs of Autumn. A sigh escapes these lips. My teeth rattle. The last sound scream breath . . . ----------------------- |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
oops . . . I put that in Dark. |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
come on peoples! |
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ecrivan Member Elite
since 2001-12-10
Posts 3923my own state |
Spooky All due to an eerie cupboard call more closely from a forgotten game board the kind that drags out old discarded ghosts, what wouldn't you do for a predictive session?.. Ever hear yourself talk of a presence a brief judgment call of a nightly spirit angelic or devilish, imagine ensuing dialogues of the ethereal kind there is your rational self, capped with a reflective mind but with a stark testimony of supernatural revelations you risk to be taken to the laundry on frivolous contestations With accusations on the inexistence of the surreal your better judgment escapes with the next appeal. "Eerie calls emanate continuously the sensation I am not alone something watches what I do sometimes it doesn't matter". that remark is countered by an observable critique of an imagination gone awry in a weakened physique.. "Hey man, how can you be so sure there's a time for fantasies of dread must be last night's spy thriller read no special fantasy from visions so impure".. All due to an eerie cupboard call more closely from an alphabetic gameboard that gets spirits to rise from their discontented sleep to influence the curious that allow them to speak. |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Hello, Divine One ~ I had posted this in Open 33 and Mysteria told me about your Halloween challenge, so I have posted it here to add to the spirit of the times!  Haunted Hollow copyright 2004 Linda L. Dowd One moonless night in Haunted Hollow, I lost my way ~ no star to follow. Fear gripped my heart in icy hold, As horror stories I'd been told, Flashed through my mind and made me weak, ~ I could not move ~ I could not speak. There stood I, alone and shaking, As dead rose up this night of waking. Phantom fingers did poke and prod, But I could not run from stinking sod. Fear did freeze my guttural scream, ~ Was this real? ~ Or just a dream? Then from the depths of Haunted Hollow, Came a horseman gaunt and sallow, Riding fast on midnight steed, With soul intent on me to feed. Hoof beats thundered as he drew near. His evil face was drawn in sneer. I prayed the ghost would pass me by, But the time had come for me to die. He raised a scythe above his head, I wailed in anguish as I dropped dead... One moonless night in Haunted Hollow, I lost my way ~ no star to follow. Fear gripped my heart in icy hold, As horror stories I'd been told, Flashed through my mind and made me weak, ~ I could not move ~ I could not speak. ~ Now I ride a midnight steed, And look for souls on which to feed. |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
/pip/Forum91/HTML/000339.html here ya go Ms DeVine  it's really pretty tame |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
And here is a little piece I posted in 34 for your viewing pleasure, hehehehe! /pip/Forum91/HTML/000470.html |
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Poet deVine
Administrator
Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
Everyone did a GREAT job...I'm just now getting time to read more online! And I have a new challenge...but this one I hope will take some time...so please don't repost something you've already written. I'd like to see how many of our poets can write a children's Holiday/Christmas story. Pick an audience age and write a story that that age group could enjoy. It must be a story! No poetry allowed...you should post it after December 1 in the Holiday Forum. If you need help, please come back to this thread. We can edit/critique/inspire until you've got a story worthy of publication! So..let's get going....I've already got an inkling of an idea for my story but I'm still not sure...so we're all going to take this journey together! If you've always written poetry but wanted to try a story, now's your chance!!! YOU CAN write prose...we'll work on it as a team!  |
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