Tag: #Haunting
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While You Sleep… Halloween Poem
While you sleep I walk through shadows, shaped like clouds I feel the substance inside. My skin cools I hear the whispers drag at my mind We live in the air, water, fire. The very earth you live on I am often there when you sleep When you wake at night, you see shadows in…
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Eugi’s Weekly Prompt
Eugi’s Weekly Prompt – Haunting – October 21, 2021 It was the perfect night for Halloween. The air was crisp, with just the right amount of dampness. It smelled earthy, like freshly dug soil. Wisps of mist from the nearby moors found their way into the deserted town, curling around the lamp posts and chasing stray…
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Their Sound… #Poetry
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Review for Girl in the Walls by A J Gnuse #GothicRomance
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She doesn’t exist. She can’t exist. ‘A uniquely gothic tale about grief, belonging and hiding in plain sight’ Jess Kidd, author of Things in Jars ’Those who live in the walls must adjust, must twist themselves around in their home,stretching themselves until they’re as thin as air. Not everyone can do what they can.But soon enough,…
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Bittersweet…
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I swallow my words, a slow-moving bitter taste.Full of broken glass that burns my veins.A storm raging inside, a fire that cannot be quenched.Fuelled by anger, disappointment, loss,a life lived too long.The past doing what it does best,haunting, stirring the mind to self-destruct.Ghosts of those once loved smooth the sharp edgesof the hills and troughs…
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Running for the Hills… an etheree poem…
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The start of a new week… will this be the best so far this year? I am determined to shake off some of the doom and gloom, see you on Friday to compare notes…
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‘Fiction In A Flash Challenge’ Week #21 NEW Image Prompt! Join in the fun! #IARTG #WritingCommunity #flashfiction #writingprompts @pursoot
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Beauty disguised as decayGothic windows, painted by timeKissed by autumns warm orangeTrees stripped of their summer leavesAbove the balconyBehind dirty windowsShadows linger, layers of time live togetherUnaware of each otherObjects move by unseen handNo one owns up to having touchedLate at night, whispered words ofare we haunted, touch the interiorDo ghosts live here? ©anitadawes 2020