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boo !
the smell of ice
and vampire bites
thrill is in the air
fright night –
flashing sights ,
blurred lights &
candy so bright .
the scare of a clown
when no one's around ,
terror abounds
in cul-de-sacs of sound .
run run run
the shrieking rattle of death's bony fingers –
oh my God !
never mind , just a Grim Reaper .
& at 3 a.m. , when
the cycles begin again —
you know you've found
the thrill in the sound
of
"Happy Halloween!"
Literature
it's november.
it’s november. it’s time
for frost, and for old horses
to be put to rest.
i am
nothing but throat. you’ve
got more to say
than what comes to mind.
what messes we make,
laid outside in winter. we
share our dinner with the
skinny wolf and
spring bites at our heels.
what doesn’t kill me today
will teach you a softer story.
to live through winter
is a prize all on its own.
Literature
perennial
grief visits me today.
he watches as i write about you,
putting his hand on my arm
to stop the words
from shaking.
the river of veins is a blue glare
beneath his waxen skin, the valleys
under his eyes dark with our shared
misery.
i don’t ask where he’s been, or why
he’s suddenly back. i don’t want to know
who else he’d been with
when he was gone.
“you look better,” he says, pulling my hand
from the notebook. he
kisses it, holds it to his cheek.
the weaker parts of my spirit surge at his cold
familiarity.
i trace the arch of his lips to avoid
his eyes, ask him if he’d forgotten
about m
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I tried my hand at a humorous SWS. I doubt anyone will laugh, but I made myself laugh 'cause I was SO close to making something epic (In my personal estimations) but it slipped through my fingers. 
Better to laugh at it than get mad though, right? 
Depending on the response, this may be moved to scraps.
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Awh!
Well, I don't know if you should actually move it to scraps, it isn't so bad.
Weird how you labeled poetry being hard as "obvious", some hot-shots like to rub it in others' faces how poetry is easy for them...*cough*
But yeah, in all seriousness, poetry is hard.
And since this is a six word story, I find the slang expression "'nuff said" to click in. You know, how it's short and condensed...only six words? Haha!
Under different circumstances, I'd be shaking my head at you for using that expression! Haha. P:
The thing is, are six-word stories actually poetry? Or rather, would this one be considered prose instead??
I guess it's not necessarily talking about itself, though. Never mind.
Well, I don't know if you should actually move it to scraps, it isn't so bad.
Weird how you labeled poetry being hard as "obvious", some hot-shots like to rub it in others' faces how poetry is easy for them...*cough*
But yeah, in all seriousness, poetry is hard.
And since this is a six word story, I find the slang expression "'nuff said" to click in. You know, how it's short and condensed...only six words? Haha!
Under different circumstances, I'd be shaking my head at you for using that expression! Haha. P:
The thing is, are six-word stories actually poetry? Or rather, would this one be considered prose instead??
I guess it's not necessarily talking about itself, though. Never mind.