next to my footprint
the empty shell of a hermit crab –
Ah! what a sadness
(c) Chèvrefeuille (2012)
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Devoid of feeling
punished by old dreams
carried on a wave
~L. Moon
Thanks to Kristjaan at Carpe Diem for another installation (part 2) of 3 part Vision Quest challenge where we have 24 hours to respond by writing a haiku. Today’s prompt “Empty Shell.”
Artwork: “Tearing Eye” is a pencil drawing layered on top of a photograph of a wave.
Image © Moondust designs
“That was a crazy night, huh?”
Arthur spoke the words over his shoulder as he groped around the table for his glasses. They were hard to miss with their stereotypical thick black frames and even thicker lenses. Cold against his skin, he shivered while fitting them into place. With the heat of his passion fully dissipated, he was quickly reminded of how cold his room could get.
Now able to see, Arthur spotted his clothes strewn on the floor. He threw on the shirt and started working at the buttons. “I hope you had as much fun as I did, wow. That was incredible.”
He was a man of small stature with a voice that followed suit, high and light. The excitement behind his molar-bearing grin nearly pushed that voice to the cracking point.
The young woman lying behind him with frazzled blonde hair, conversely, remained silent.
“I don’t…
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” Echoes of machine gun fire and distant explosions rattle my nerves…”
“I slowly turn my head and make out the distinctive black uniform of an SS officer.
Without hesitating, I pull out my knife and leap onto him, my blade finding its mark in his throat…”
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Enjoy “Paratrooper” by Jon Olson. This Pen of the Damned flash fiction is a fitting piece of horror for a day (week) where we recognize the heroics and sacrifices of D-Day. Some men never returned. There were others who brought back more than they had left with.
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Shivering
my blood froths til it bubbles
chilling horror
Check out my latest piece of horror over at Pen of the Damned .
Hope you leave with a chill running down your spine 🙂
YoYo, What a funny word
for something that rides a string
all day long
what about a round thing
goes up and down?
Life how funny and absurd
round and round the circle bring
when you are gone
there’s always more in the ring
everyone becomes the clown
*
yoyo what a funny word
so much like life
it’s ups
it’s downs
Caught between the handrails of life
suspended above the path of my own choosing
I hear the words “step softly”
A rash reply teases my teeth
pushing against my tongue
heedlessly fleeing my lips
head over heels I fall
losing my path
the handrails of life just move away
unable to catch this fool
I did not do an exhaustive search, but I could not find a poetic term or form for the letter J. If you know of one, please enlighten us.
“No pen, no ink, no table, no room, no time, no quiet
No inclination.”
~ James Joyce (Brainy Quotes)
Learning to live by the indwelling life of Christ.
Gud skaper noko nytt ved sitt Ord og sin Ande, vi kan ta imot det i tru og få oppleve at han gjer sitt verk med oss. Hans skaparkraft verkar konstuktivt i våre liv og skaper noko som er verdifullt for oss. Naturkreftene verkar nedebrytande, i fylgje entropilova, men Gud er Ånd og det som er født av hans Ande består. Jesu frelsesverk er fullbrakt og fullkome. Han er den siste Adam, som er ifrå himmelen og som for oss har vorte ei livgjevande ånd. Han gjev oss den Heilage Ande frå himmelen av berre nåde. Han gjev oss det evige livet.
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Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before. - Edgar Allan Poe
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