Date Night

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” I thought we’d do something really special for Halloween ”

He and his wife were in their brightly lit kitchen, she was at the counter standing in front of the stove looking up into the cupboard where she kept her spices.

” What’s that. ” she asked after a moment.

” I thought I’d take you somewhere special this year, someplace nice. Someplace near the water. I know how much you love the water.”

” I do.” She closed the cupboard door and walked past him to where she kept her kitchen knives. ” I do love the sound of the Ocean.”

” Great. How about dinner at-”

” But I’m going to make my a pie for after.” She took a knife from the knife rack and then she swung it down and stuck it into the counter.

He did not flinch or move a muscle.

” What kind of pie are you going to make this year dear. ” he asked casually once he got his breath back.

She drew the knife through  the formica counter top as if it were a stick of soft butter.

” I’m not sure. Here. Why don’ you go pick something up for me.”

” Any ideas or-”

When his wife turned around her dark red eyes flared yellow and gold at  him, ” Surprise me dear.” She said as she reached for her cauldron on the stove and handed it to him. “Surprise me. It’s Halloween after all.

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JNW’S HALLOWEEN CHALLENGE: CAULDRON

Shrouded

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Why does death

shroud itself when it comes to call?

We know it’s face, it’s eyes,  its grinning mouth.

 

When death  creeps silent around the unmarked graves

the old graves

the empty graves

the freshly grown graves

Why does the fog follow it

like a loyal beast at it’s master’s heel?

 

Do you wonder about that fog

could it be my dying  breath, or yours?

 

I do wonder as I wait

by the old graves

the empty graves

and the freshly dug graves too.

 

JNW’S HALLOWEEN CHALLENGE: FOG

 

( Let’s ) Haunt The Halls

Photo A.M. Moscoso

Photo A.M. Moscoso

JNW’S Halloween Challenge: Decorations

Let’s Deck The Halloween Halls With Devil’s Fingers

and maybe a bone or two

how about

a served head

a Witch on a broom

a Zombie eating a brain

or a putrid gooey ghoul

I’ll string up some hearts

fresh out of their cages

I’ll raid a coffin or two

so follow me and try not to scream

I’d hate to make decoration

out

of

you.

Mourning Glories

Photo A.M. Moscoso

Photo A.M. Moscoso

JNW’S Halloween Challenge: Forest/Plant

Darkness

grows

it falls

Darkness lives

and dies

each day

chocking the life

out of the light

in

us

all

Just like Morning Glories

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