Word of the Day Challenges: Urges
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The pumpkin fields by my house are empty-
not a single pumpkin was grown there this year
The abandoned farmhouse,
the cemetery down the road
not a soul is haunting them this year
The masks are faceless
the costumes have no bodies
the monsters have deserted us this year.
It’s going to be
a deathly quiet Halloween
but I still look forward to it
this year.
Photographer Unknown
Today I said to Hamish:
It is perfectly October
the leaves are flying , the air is getting colder
the rain is falling and the fog is creeping
up the road to our home.
Need I ask, I said to Hamish:
When October knocks upon our door
with it’s deathly pale hand
Shall we let it in?
I think we will
because it is perfectly October
and the ghosts of Autumn past
are really
and
truly
here.
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Putting My feet in the Dirt October Prompt #10: Profound Mutterings
Word Of the Day Challenge: Pique
The room in the attic
is not empty
it is not lived in.
The room in the attic
is not quiet
it is not warm, it is not cold.
The room in the attic
was never a home
for anyone alive or anyone dead
but sometimes there is a light in the window
and the door swings open
then it closes softly again
the light blinks off
upstairs in the attic of my house
where no one has have ever lived
and no one has ever died.
Yet.
Marjorie Blair
For
Originally published October 9, 2019
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Marjory Blair
fell asleep in a field
covered with flowers and trees.
The grass was so cool
the Sun was so warm
” Wake up, come play with us “
her new friends begged her that day.
But the dark Earth beneath her
and all the creatures that live there
reached up and claimed her
before she could wake.
So with them
Marjory Blair
will sleep
and with them
Marjory Blair
will dream
And with them
Marjory Blair
will forever
Rest In Peace.
