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In the back of his mind he felt something was off
He had never met a relative and there were no baby photos of him
His mother home schooled him in the eighties; and did not explain why.
He never dreamed the truth though, even when he saw her being hauled off.
By police officers who had proof from his DNA test that he was not hers.
She was the only mother he knew; he could not think of her as criminal.
The other woman was excited to see him. He was sixteen.
It was too late to bond.
Newspaper reporters wanted to interview him.
He stayed in his new room with his new “folks” he did not know at all.
They had two other children, apparently his biological siblings.
Gladys was thirteen, Warren was eleven.
He had nothing to say to any of them.
His mom was gone; the only family he knew.
He would have to wait two years to see her.
It was going to see like two decades.
Halloween Tale
Hear my “cautionary” “Halloween” “tale”!
Beware of tricks by costumed “vampires,"
“Feasting” on boo berry tarts or goblin treats;
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Take heed of “alien” threats for treat “abduction”
Cautious when pumpkin faces freeze –“paralyzed” -
Possessed by “blood” curdling screams.
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Be wary of “diabolical” plans behind smiling masks,
Ghostly toilet paper ghosts cascading
From creepy branches like claws bewitched.
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Think twice of triumphant “trickery”
Turned upside down like little houses
With crescents carved out from their doors.
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Look out when legends ride in silhouette on a magic moon!
Be careful apple bobbing in spellbound cauldrons - haunted houses -
When mischief scampers through Halloween parades.
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Watch out! “Noches de los muertos” lives again! (:o (:o (:o
Sixteen lines
10-20-20
Contest: Halloween Challenge
Sponsor: Emile Pinet
Trigger Warning:
This poem contains references to teen suicide and human trafficking.
Sometimes, life starts to go sideways,
completely goes astray
Without you even knowing it,
somehow ... life gets away
Don't throw a "Pity Party,
and Why Me?" refuse to say
Stop! Realize God sees your life and
8 billion others ... today!
Someone's marriage goes down the drain.
Someone's beloved pet dies.
Someone thought sweetheart was faithful,
painfully learned ... they lied.
Some child grieves when notified,
parents getting divorced.
Fear, uncertainty, and self-blame,
muffles ... each questioning voice.
Teens driven by desperation,
bullying stress, doubts, despair.
Find their escape in suicide,
convinced ... life isn't fair.
Abduction of children, adults,
trafficking of others.
Zero comfort and, wilting hope
police give ... Dads-Mothers.
Revelation 22:1,2
promise that helps me cope
Isaiah 25:8 God reveals,
"God's Purpose" ... my true hope.
Friends, life won't stop going sideways,
this world can't help you cope.
Jesus always turned to Jehovah,
"God of Comfort" ... and hope.
Tragedy of 9/11
horrific loss of lives.
God's Word gives true answer to,
"What happens ... when someone dies?"
I had been placed in chains
Where the cripples shed their canes
And the blind regained the art of seeing.
It was a robbers’ den
And as all God fearing men,
I had assets needed freeing.
Sometimes the poet’s muse
Is a bride who will refuse
All his conjugal solicitations.
He must lure to bed
Any tramp that turns his head
With unchaste alliterations:
And so it goes...
He’d lived his life alone
In a hermitage of stone
Where he rang those bells for all occasions;
Like the feasts of saints,
For the widows’ sad complaints,
And for joyous celebrations.
It's said confusion rules
At the Festival of Fools
And the scene below just seemed to prove it.
So he clambered down
And was regent of the crown
Till Claude Frollo’s hand removed it.
He smelled her perfumed hair
From across Cathedral Square
And the fragrance soothed his loss of hearing;
For her silent dance
Cast a soul ensnaring trance
Both enticing and endearing.
She was a barefoot girl
With her gypsy skirt a swirl
As the minstrels played a tarantella;
Graceful as fabric spun
From a gently setting sun,
And he pined for Esméralda.
But when the maid fell hard
For the Captain of the Guard
As a villain plotted her seduction,
His trust was put to test
On a futile, wicked quest
In abetting her abduction.
And so he bore the blame
When the warden called his name
As they bared his back to take a whipping.
He felt each lash stroke bleed,
The injustice of the deed
Set those righteous scales to tipping.
While the Archdeacon's kin,
Who was guilty of the sin,
Stalked the halls as Satan’s emissary,
A young girl’s tortured plea
Brought his fool to guarantee
Esméralda's sanctuary.
In a defiant act
When the rebel mob attacked,
He strained his crooked back to save the maiden;
And called the angels home
With the tolling of Guillaume,
Like hard currency to trade in.
He ran from wall to wall,
Hurling curses at them all,
Raining molten lead down on the rabble,
From the gargoyles’ throats
To the beggars’ ragged coats
In a symphony of babble.
But it was all in vain;
He could laugh himself insane,
Still those oaken doors were being battered,
And the dénouement
Left his ashes in the straw,
Proving love was all that mattered.
The invading alien came near.
A harbinger of ill will I thought,
paralyzed with overwhelming fear
that it was our abduction he sought.
I called on all the spirits I knew,
vampires, mages, goblins, and a ghost;
a town hall meeting with the whole crew,
I gloomily guessed we were all toast.
There will be no blood feasting tonight,
no trickery, nor ghastly grim acts.
We must expel this hideous sight
before our consciousness he extracts.
Our stance is extra cautionary–
defy his diabolical plan.
Be strong and judiciously wary,
and vote ‘Yea’ for an Alien Ban.
The alien arose and stood tall.
“Hey dudes, chill. I'm not evil, nor mean.
I came here only to wish you all
a neighborly Happy Halloween!”
A cautionary tale I have for you.
Trust no one that you see on Halloween,
especially whom you’ve opened your door to.
Trickery diabolical I’ve seen.
One Halloween while feasting with a friend
on Reece’s pieces (popular for treats),
the door bell rang. Who knew it was the end
of my poor friend? She thought they wanted sweets.
Three vampires with one alien just said,
“Can you come off your porch?" She was apprised
of someone who was hurt and nearly dead.
She left with them, then vanished. Paralyzed
was I. It was abduction. After dawn
I only found some blood where she had gone!
Oct. 27, 2020 for Emile Pinet's Halloween Challenge Contest
Words used: alien, blood, cautionary, vampires, trickery, abduction, paralyzed , Halloween, feasting, diabolical
God has made us, one and all.
But some seem to answer a special call.
Angels to bring us peace and joy.
Who bring smiles to the faces of every little girl and boy.
Fate is a fickle friend.
Theres no telling what it will bring us in the end.
I belive theres a reason for everything that comes.
Why some become kings and others become bums.
Thats my only solace when I think of this wrong.
It's the very reason for the dedication of this song.
Jodi is an angel, tried and true.
And now someone has taken her from me and you.
Left to carry on without her on our own.
Like paupers paying on an ill fated loan.
She'll be forever kept within my heart.
Whether or not she ever comes back to or not.
I know she'll be there to help us make a brand new start.
This worlds a better place for her being here.
But with one swift act we are left to wonder and to fear.
Leaves us asking, do we even want to know.
Or just remember her in the essence of her glow.
I miss you Jodi.
I know God is with you.
Note: This was written shortly after Jodi's abduction. That's Jodi Husentruit that is. She was from Long Prairie, MN, hence the prairie princess. She was the news anchor in Mason City, IA who in 1995 was abducted, the case is still unsolved.
It is Halloween, Hollow Eve's dark night,
my friends and I are dressed like vampires and witches;
with a purpose of candy and also to cause fright.
The neighborhood is an alien landscape,
I am one of the undead- a blood sucker parasite;
and a big part of my costume is my silk black cape.
We walk with vigilance- our steps cautionary,
as we pass monsters dreadful and sinister;
a shaded form opens the gate of a cemetery.
His smile is trickery for I sense evil in that smile,
those white teeth look quite long and very sharp;
he appears diabolical with a gaze quite vile.
As he comes closer I am paralyzed with fear,
I seem to be powerless and frozen in place;
suddenly, he is before me and his face is more clear.
But before I can scream out at my abduction,
he carries me among the tombstones and graves
oh, he is beautiful and I am in a trance of seduction
Entering a crypt the light is growing dark and dim,
he places me within a coffin and lays beside me;
and with greed drinks my blood - but it is not grim.
With groans of pleasure he takes my vital juice,
and I take his sumptuous nourishing plasma. . .
each night feasting - oh, from his spell I will never be loose
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October 20, 2020
Poetry/Rhyme/Hollow Eve
Copyright Protected, ID 10-1296-612-20
All Rights Reserved, 2020, Constance La France
Written for the Premier contest, Halloween Challenge
sponsor, Emile Pinet, Judged 11/7/20
Fourth Place
After being bitten by a ravishingly hot Alien,
My body’s now host to her aphrodisiac Blood,
This tale is Cautionary to lustrous Vampires,
For indeed will not do your manhood any good,
I’ve become a guy of debauchery and Trickery,
A specialist in female vampish Abduction,
Just one drop of my venom, their Paralysed,
And Halloween is perfect for toxic seduction,
Unaware when I kiss them I’m actually Feasting,
But Diabolical side effects, take a pointed toll,
When finished must get home before sunrise,
Damn coffin lid won’t close, needs a glory hole.
Halloween Challenge Poetry Contest
10/21/2020
Sponsored by: Emile Pinet
10 word challenge in order
stated below,
No placement N/A
alien, blood, cautionary, vampires, trickery, abduction, paralyzed ,Halloween, feasting, diabolical
alien, blood, cautionary, vampires, trickery, abduction, paralyzed , Halloween, feasting, diabolical )
Halloween Night
Halloween is never an alien moment for those who love to trick or treat
a caricature face painted in caked blood and fangs is an aim to scare
Donning superman capes they go door to door with cautionary meet
masked like vampires, a closed mouthed muffle in gist says, we care
Trickery can be fatal done in mindless chatter and spittle of BOO
we don't want to face abduction of childhood thrills, so better not ignore
Paralyzed by fear can be good or bad this is a circumstance of new Halloween it up partners in crime but keep a distance don't abhor
Feasting on candy day succeeding all good, but wear a mask for me
diabolical ways are subtle a masked bandit is a welcome sight to see.
October 30, 2020
Sponsor Name: Emile Pinet
Contest Name: Halloween Challenge