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No Halloween Fare

She's empty handed!

NO EYEBALL TREATS OR GUT STEW?

Withering disgust


10/10/17

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Lone Bailey

Lone Bailey was a tree hugger since the age of three
Resilient limpet, he clung on ferociously
Now labelled and rejected as a permanent pest
Bailey went his own sweet way avoiding all the rest
His favourite haunts were abandoned places and trees
Scrambling barefoot up them or on his hands and knees
To carving his initials in perpetuity
He beheld grotesque images no-one else could see

Menacingly taunting him to COME HERE AND HUG ME.




Halloween sCARE - Contest
10/11/17

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Nan

Sewing machine, long idle, gathered dust
Absentmindedly, Jackie wrote her name
thereupon, watching as dust motes floated
upwards, caught in sunset's evening rays
Brushing away a tear, she turned around
surveying, Nan's neglected room
provoked, a vague feeling of emptiness
Psychically, Jackie, quite distinctly heard
"The war years seemed like only yesterday"
It was her Nan's voice. Jackie gasped aloud
"Nan, is that you"? "I'm sure it was your voice"
Materialising in the doorway
Was, the slight figure of her darling Nan
Dressed for bed carrying a lit candle
Aghast, Jackie stood rooted to the spot
The candle sputtered, spent and all was dark

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Daft - Happy Chappie

Happy Chappie had a lightbulb brain wave
Thinking his idea some time he would save
Usually when he went out and about
He forgot his way back without any doubt
Thought if I butter well my outdoor shoe
I'm sure to retrace as good as new
Unexpectantly he had a good ride
Whooshing along on his sole slip and slide

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Mother Mckee

Wise Mother McKee of venerable age
Was rocking herself to blissful sleep
A recalled melody played in her thoughts
To a fiddler's merry jig

Was rocking herself to blissful sleep
Dancing with family who had predeceased
To a fiddler's merry jig
As sunset's halo lit up her face

Dancing with family who had predeceased
A recalled melody played in her thoughts
As sunset's halo lit up her face
Wise Mother McKee of venerable age

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It

Glutinous IT oozes, seeping IT displays
Odious IT's intent, to trap and waylays
Onwards to IT's purpose, IT suffers no delays
As darkness descends, IT could be end of days
IT circuitously trapped us, in IT's complex ways
Grotesquely IT's inhuman, as our skin IT flays




Contest:- BOO
10/11/17

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Was It Love

He, momentarily 

looks in my direction

Now glancing away, so

how could he, when once he

told me I was his world 

Splinters of heartache pierce

my wretched heart disowns

Your heartlessness exposed



3/17/20

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Of Ones Thought Ck

In dreams

does one think

of day’s events

culminating closure

Bizarre

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Princess Sarah

Your chosen name was Sarah
So named many moons ago

Nursing my growing belly
Consumed by the moonlight glow

Watching above twinkling starlight
So planned whole life with you

Thinking before you were born
As Sarah inside me grew

You were my total secret
Was conceived in passions flame

Dearest Sarah I loved you 
From deciding on your name

My Sarah, Princess Sarah
So saying under my breath

Could no longer hide my shame
To stay would be our death

Many miles I walked that day
Until tired I tumbled down

Faint blackness closed in on me
Woke to dog jumping around

I was carried to a barn
Caring hands tend to my hurt

Shouted out Princess Sarah
Thought I would get just desert

All the while they quietened me
Soothing words urged my repose

Three months later I was birthed
Sarah with sweet button nose

Welcomed home as family
With Sarah too on the farm

When Princess Sarah was two
My worries brought to alarm

Recognised some visitors
Standing beyond the gateway

Turning one looked towards me
With relief they walked away

Princess Sarah at my breast
Reached to wipe away my tear

Nothing further ever said
I worked on year by year

One midsummer, a pageant 
May queen to be elected

Gathering in Jackson’s field
My Sarah was selected

She was dancing around the maypole
Sixteen and willowy tall

All eyes on her lovely face
Sarah was gone by nightfall

Princess Sarah was abducted
Bad men carried out this deed

Searched far and wide hereabouts
Note arrived, read “your bad seed”

My dearest Princess Sarah
All in turmoil senses lost

My sin has caught up with me
to my Princess Sarah’s cost

I prayed for deliverance
Then came an amazing sight

My darling Princess Sarah
Glimmering in the moonlight

Her dark eyes looked into mine
With her hair all gone awry

Streaming tears blurred my vision
To blink I tried to deny

But within a fatal blink
Sarah had disappeared 

No stirring of the night air
Now so sadly as I feared

So up to bed I then did tread
Sank exhausted on the stair

In dreams Princess Sarah comes
How I long to hold her close

One day it will be final
When I too am in repose

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Assignment

I spent my day shopping for rubies
Far East posting covert listing
Mr Patwari’s emporium 
Assistants ever so obliging

Hexagonal set quaintly bulbous 
does cheapen the overall effect
Disappointedly I turn aside
Mr Patwari, whose tone inflect

Secretly, soft whispers in my ear
Channels my movements in close quarter
Senses piqued my curiosity
Astute, knowledgeable exporter

Silk,  flame red curtains wafted aside
Following, expectantly hopeful
Reveals vast interior workshop
He beckons, vocally boastful

Appraising the proffered brilliance
Rubies of every size mesmerised
Now questioningly, my eyes met his
Such rarity I identified

Sipping tea with Mr Patwari
Conviviality established
Revealed my subversive intentions
Slowly the smile on his face vanished

Drugged, stifling heat consumed
in disorientated stupor 
Divested of my hat, shoes and purse
I retrieved my pocket computer

Bearings noted, in a concrete cell
Frantically, I connect display
Made contact and communicated
the district with all I could convey

Alerts Financial Action Task Force
Identified illegal rubies
Smuggling network last link confirmed
Rescued, resumes usual duties