Tag Archives: horror

suffering

Posted on May 14, 2018 by

Written for:  dVerse Poets Pub – Haibun Monday -“compassion”  (posted by Xenia) Children die every night on television. When do you register the fact that this slaughter is real? Is there any hope left in the hearts and minds of … Continue reading →

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Howling in the Street

Posted on February 4, 2017 by

Written for:  Quickly’s Thursday “Too Much of a Good Thing” How do you know when to quit? How do you learn? We are choosing a prompt from a listing. My choice is:  She was howling. Animal shriek.  Wolf loose in … Continue reading →

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Use of Spiral Staircases

Posted on January 25, 2017 by

Written for:  Quickly #24 – spiral Horror books and films often feature spiral staircases, a favorite of creatures. Inexplicably, their victims run up, screaming. Stuck upstairs, no hiding, easy seeking. or Elderly woman of great wealth seated in wheelchair, poor … Continue reading →

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The Martyrs of ISIS

Posted on February 25, 2016 by

Written for:  Poets United Midweek Motif~Martyrdom/Witness “Here’s a very surprising fact! It surprised me, anyway, and led to this prompt. According to Wikipedia: In its original meaning, the word martyr, meaning witness, was used in the secular sphere as well … Continue reading →

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Oh So Many Ways To Be Scared

Posted on February 25, 2016 by

Written for:  Poetics Aside #342 Take phrase _____Ways To _____, replace the blanks with a word or phrase, make that the title of the poem, and then, write the poem.  You can start out with Stephen King– Salem’s Lot, Christine, The … Continue reading →

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Swallowed Alive

Posted on February 24, 2015 by

Written for:  The Mag #259 Do not go inside.  There is no party in a hollowed out clown. People sit at tables–laughing, eating–with no idea that they can never leave. It is all a facade. His eyes are mad, his … Continue reading →

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