• Malachai

    Small town of GatlinSurrounded by cornfieldsLies a presence of worshipTo which all the children yield Issac, preacher childMalachai, right handTogether brainwash the childrenInto killing off all man Children of the corn19th year, death swornSacrifice to heWho commands new born Its - he....Who...

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  • Pumpkinhead

    Keep away from Pumpkinhead!Conjured to avenge the deadAll those who've done wrongWatch out! He won't be long Harley and his only sonMotocross, drunken funOld witch and her magic brewPumpkinhead - blood feud! Conjured up - to take revengePumpkin grave.....Vengeance! Blood from the...

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  • All Work & No Play

    Jack arrives at the overlook hotelLast caretaker killed his family and himselfBuilt on the site of a native burial groundSnowed in during the long winter's bound..... Here's Johnny! Danny, Jack's son, starts to foresee and "shine"Room 237, curiosity bruised his spine.....Wendy...

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    Moth Light

    He’s told the news in a room with no windows,no avenue of escape, from the inevitable.There’s a hum of machines, and a doctorwho says the word like a stone dropped in water:terminal.It ripples through him,but he does not flinch.He...

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    • Oh. Daggers to the heart babe!
      This write is terminal and has a quiet elegance about it.
      The whole piece gets you in the feels.
      It all tied together perfectly with the moth. I didn’t realize the significance of it until the end.
      Just bravo! It needs to go in your book!

      Proud fiancé right here!

    • I was talking to a co-worker the other day, about if we should tell our loved ones or not if we are “terminal”. Because it changes the dynamics of the relationship right away. Happiness is hard to have then. It’s always bittersweet from then on.
      So, I began this write based on the dilemma. But then the whole moth aspect gave me a different approach, like a focal point away from the gloom.
      I will undoubtedly hack at this some more, slightly, but for now this is what I got.
      Thank you honey! It’s a bit heavy I know. Just a write I swear! 😉

    • This is a wonderful sad and bittersweed writing on a difficult and heavy topic, dear Styxian! The moth as a spirit guide is a well chosen and meaningful symbol. A moth knows how to die. It focuses only on the light and its overwhelming attraction towards it. I think death can show us what really matters in life. Gratitude for everything we have experienced in life, for the people we love and for all of life here on Earth. Of course, a terminal disease comes with many burdens and hardships but it also gives you the chance to say goodbye and to surrender completely to love – just like a moth does.

      • I’ve dealt enough with death over the years. Sometimes it takes awhile for the grieving to set in, too. We try to focus sometimes, on other things less final. I tend to pick simplistic metaphoric things because its easier to relate to. And yes, the moth is always reaching for the light. Perhaps as we humans do, when we must go.
        Thank you kindly, Elke. Though it was only creative writing and not reality, it is something that awaits us all in some form. Even as the survivor.

    • Jeez Mark, this is beautifully heart breaking and offers much food for thought. The moth motif is a clever touch.

      • I was going to use the luna moth specifically. But decided to keep the moth common, like people can feel like.
        And yes, the symbolism of nearing the light is obvious. We may not know, but we can hope.
        Thanks for the encouraging words, Rob. It was a drag to write, actually, but uplighting once done.

      • Thank you sir! I just edited it a bit, cleaned up some lines, added a few small touches. Now I can say I am done with it. LOL

    • Yes the big “C” through neighbors and family we are familiar with this destroyer of home, family, and bank accounts. We remember while younger a neighbor was sent back home to die with stomach cancer. Dude you would not believe the screams, the entire neighborhood felt relief with his passing. Maybe, just maybe this moth was also is spirit guide. To tight dude

      • I’ve been around that sonofabitch death too much. It tries to numb us, but we’re too human to be too cold.
        I would believe the screams. We had a guy gut-shot and it took forever to get the medic helicopter to us. He hollered so much some guys started yelling at him to STFU! It is not like TV or movies, at all.
        Thanks for the Props!

    • Brilliantly penned, Mark. This one has layers and depth my friend, and it pulled on the heartstrings as well. Excellent write. Appreciate you.

      Damian

      • I felt it was relatable to us all, in some degree of closeness to someone who has gone through it. One day it will be old news, as mankind will eventually find a cure and perhaps prevention. Til then, we stay humanly flawed in this way as well as other ways. Yet life is awesome!

    • I enjoyed this. It is full of images and captures the rolling duality of life and death, with style.
      Regards James

      • Thank you James. It was one of those writes that I am not so sure that I enjoy writing, because of the content. Yet, sometimes as writers we go with what compels us to write about. It stayed with me awhile so I figured I’d write it down.
        I appreciate the acknowledgement of my results.

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    Love Sonnet LXIII

    Love Sonnet LXIII     Capturing the rhythms of love is not easy since it often come up against emotions that find time and space stacked against   it. I would love putting my hands in your dark soil, play gleefully with the feel of earth on my fingers as...

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    • That’s a beautiful expression of hope and yearning! The central metaphor of the garden, particularly the image of “putting my hands in your dark soil,” really captures a deep desire for creation and connection, even when starting “late in life.”

      • I think RomaJ, there is always the need for and desire for connections, perhaps even love. I love to garden for real . I have two gardens one where I live and another at my son’s house. Both have had good harvests this year. But as a metaphor, gardens can hold special meaning, and I can remember a time when this metaphor was alive, as was I.

        RomaJ your comments have been a delight for me, and they are appreciated by me more than you know. THANK YOU!!!

    • AWWW Valuptas, your are making me blush. I was going to go food shopping this morning but now I can’t, my face is too red. What will the neighbors think?? They will ask questions and then laugh. At some point, my face will return to normal, but until then, THANK YOU so much for being “pulled in”. OMG, I’m still blushing…. HELP!!! ;0)

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