Tag: Writing
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Eyes!
Even through the darkness they shone, peering from the top shelf like some twisted and horrific CCTV system, without the equipment. The flickering candlelight and echoing tick tock tick of the free-standing clock on the other side of the cellar made them become more alive. Animated. They bobbed and blinked and stared forwards, silently observing…
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Twisted Claptrap (hmmm)
I was recently introduced to a new form of poem called a clerical –nope – clarion – not that – cladogram – nah – clavicorn – claptrap – ah, a clerihew! A whimsical four-line biograph where the first line features the subject’s name. I wanted to do something slightly different with this form, and tell…
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Hurried Hallowe’en Haiku: The Eyes
It may be the light But look closely at the eyes… They tend to follow
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Wordle: Spectre
The air is still, the sky is clear The breeze is keeping the mist from here The view from the bridge obscured tonight A light trail leads to an eerie sight A floating figure fills the space Long trim cloak obscures the face Fingers like needles pointing forth Words trip when it tries to talk…
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Hurried Hallowe’en Haiku: Ponderings
She opens her book Slowly flicks through the pages And stops for a spell
The Mansionic Perspective 