A Writer’s Prayer

Light Motifs II-Thursday Inspiration 51-Prayer

I’ve had a hard time coming up with spooky stories, I’ve been a little distracted – so this isn’t as much as a prayer they’ll come back , it’s more about missing them.

You’ll catch onto the tune.

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Where have all the monsters gone, long time haunting?
Where have all the monsters gone, long time ago?
Where have all the monsters gone? Corona picked them everyone.
Oh, when will they ever return?
Oh, when will they want to return?

Where have all the Werewolves gone, long time howling?
Where have all the Werewolves  gone, long time ago?
Where have all the Werewolves gone?
Gone for fuller moons everyone.
Oh,  will they find one shining?
Oh, when will they find one full?

Where have all the Devils gone, long time dealing?
Where have all the Devils gone, crossroads are closed.
Where have all the Devils gone?
Gone to sleep  everyone
Oh, when will they return?
Oh, when will they  return?

Where have all the nightmares  gone, long time dreamless?
Where have all the nightmares  gone,  no dreamers to be found
Where have all the Nightmares gone?
Gone to graveyards, everyone.
Oh, when will they ever return?
Oh, when will they ever return?

Where have all the witches gone, long time cursing?
Where have all the witches  gone, bubbling cauldrons are cold.

Where have all the  witches gone
Gone with their cats, everyone.
Oh, when will they ever return?
Oh, when will they want to  return?

Where have all the monsters gone, long time haunting?
Where have all the monsters gone, long time ago?
Where have all the monsters gone? Corona have picked them everyone
Oh, when will they ever return?
Oh, when will they want to return?

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By The Lily Pond

Light Motifs II Thursday Inspiration 49-SHARP

Photo A.M. Moscoso

The  two women in brightly colored hiking gear  were walking on a trail through a sunny park named after a Priest.

The Sun was shining in a cloudless sky and it was warm- warm enough for the two of them to break a little sweat but not so warm that they had to break out their water bottles.

They strolled by  a pond full of lily pads and frogs, further down the trail there was another pond where a family of ducks swam in leisurely circles and dog walkers passed by them and smiled wide beautiful smiles.

The dogs.

Not the people.

” I can show you were the monsters live ” she told her friend who’s name is Tabitha.

Tabitha stopped and decided to play along with her friend’s joke. ” No way. No way do monsters live here. It’s to- it just to beautiful for them.”

” Well. There is a lot of room for-” her voice trailed off and she put her hand to her throat.

Tabitha thought that the flush she saw raising up from her friend’s neck to her cheeks was from the heat. She supposed it had gotten to her a little. ” For what? ” she laughed.

Felicity’s face turned red and little beads of sweat popped out on her cheeks.

” Here. Have some water,  you look a little warm.”

Felicity shook her head. ” Oh no. It’s not that. I just feel a little foolish. What a thing for an adult to say. I’m so embarrassed.  I was just being-”

” Fanciful?” Tabitha offered as she started back up the trail.

Felicity let her friend walk a little ahead of her and when Tabitha was a few feet away, Felicity reached behind her back and pulled something off of her belt clip.

Tabitha heard a sharp metal click and guessed Felicity was going to have that drink of water after all.

” Monsters wouldn’t live here. Too many mosquitos and who needs the competition? Felicity asked. ” It is a nice little hike all the same. Like I said, there’s lots of room to pretty much do whatever you want. Anyway,  I could use a snack right now. Is that ok?”

Tabitha was going to answer, in fact she tried to-

but the cut that Felicity  made on the front of Tabitha’ neck from ear to ear after she snuck up behind her, bumping into Tabitha just a little bit as she grabbed the back of her head by her ponytail, made it impossible for her to say anything at all.

Photo A.M. Moscoso

Photo A.M. Moscoso

Photo A.M. Moscoso

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