continuing the sister theme today, this beautiful poem from Anita…
#Blood
The Light… #Poetry
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The Light
I am stabbed. My life blood ebbing from my body Seeping through the floorboards I see a lighthouse before the room goes dark. I walk on illuminated water, up the steps, there is no one there. It’s just a large rock with a lamp on it. I walk back toward the shore, wondering when I will sink beneath the waves. I cannot feel the sand beneath my feet. People walk through me; I feel their electricity. My body falls to the floor like unwanted clothing. Yet, I am in front of a mirror. People gather round, looking at my naked body. They turn their heads, trying to find me. I am not there. I turn back to the water and sink beneath the waves. I see the light before the dark takes the last spark, that once was David Turner… ©AnitaDawes2023
The Sunday Whirl ~ Wordle 558 ~ #Poetry
Eugi’s Weekly Prompt ~ A Halloween Horror


Eugi’s Weekly Prompt – Halloween – October 28, 2021
It was the night after Halloween and I imagined that all the ghosts, spirits and ghouls would be safely back where they belong.
The moon shone clear and bright and there were no bats or beasties to be seen. So why had I just spotted the face of a skeleton peering through my window?
I dismissed the accompanying chill, thinking it must be one of the neighbour’s children, unwilling to bin their costume and smiled at the thought.
Later that evening there was a knock on the door. I decided to ignore it, thinking the child was pushing his luck.
When they knocked again, I felt a pang of guilt, wondering if there really was a small child standing on my doorstep in the middle of the night. I peeked through the curtains but saw nothing but the tendrils of mist gently swirling through the streets.
The next morning, I opened the front door on my way to work to find a strange pumpkin on the step. As I stooped to pick it up, I saw the blood still dripping from the corners of the curved mouth…
© JayeMarie 2021