Open Poetry #42 |
Sally of the Ferocious Night |
JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Sally of the Ferocious Night "Once a baby mysteriously disappeared, and the town suspecting the worse was living in fear, until Billie Bob's dog found the baby alive and in good cheer deep in Grandma's basement. For this, the Mayor provided free pretzels and beer and the town had a grand celebration." There's a place in the bayou where the faint of heart shouldn't go. Why? I will provide you with reasons why... In this place strange things have been known to happen; for what appears to be a man by day, by night transforms into a beast of prey. Locals know that there has never been an attack within our bayou town but if you measure a miles radius around the town, outside that circle, scattered body parts have been found, of those that dared to travel into that part of the bayou in the darkness of the night, oh yes there was one woman who returned still in one piece, but from that night she's never been right, and round these parts she's only seen at night, and so she's called Sally of the ferocious night. JamesLee 15May 2008 bayou-a sluggish marsh inlet of a lake. |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
I am almost shivering, dear James, you are good in creating a frightening atmosphere!! It began with pretzels and ended with Sally's disturbed mind. I am reading a crime novel right now and you placed me right back into that kind of scenery ... Very good! Love, Margherita |
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poddarku Senior Member
since 2008-01-15
Posts 589india |
you successfully have erased the thin line between a story and a poem.beautiful clever talks delay friendship! |
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2islander2 Member Ascendant
since 2008-03-12
Posts 6825by the sea |
Very interesting James and frightening too...Nice story to tell... Thanks yann |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
You do have a way with this kind of story. Ida |
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