Tourmaline .’s Halloween Challenge
Today’s prompt is ghost.
OctPoWriMo
I didn’t see a prompt today, so I’ll write a ghosts poem.
That Shiver Out of Nowhere
Specters flow
through time and space
like chilled memories
arriving uninvited
These ghosts come and go
growing from ethereal umbra
to fully encompass
and fill with fear
Spirits haunt
the shattered, creeping
along flesh and spine
searching warmth
Like moth to flame
the spooks will come again
wailing their sorrows
through the midnight hours
Writober Flash Fiction
Today’s image is “Scary Forest” by Victor Titov. It shows a very tall, stretched, tree-like young woman at a distance among the trees. From the Monstrum video, this could be a Baba Yaga on her long bone legs.
It was only supposed to be a day trip, a nice walk in the woods, but somehow I lost Trisha when I stopped to tie my boot laces. Now, I’m all turned around and it’s getting dark. I swear I’ve seen that stump before, with that thick white mushroom growing out of it like a wart. And there’s that rock with the jagged crack. I’m walking in circles. Trisha never responded to my calls. Now, my throat is scratchy. I plop down on the stump in frustration and feel the tears pushing behind my eyes.
Maria L. Berg Writober7 Day 12 2022
Just as I’m giving up, I see someone among the trees in the distance. A young woman, I think, but she must be standing on a branch because she’s impossibly tall.
“Trish?” I yell, but it comes out as a shriek. I rub my throat to try to sooth it. The strange figure doesn’t move., but I feel her staring at me.
Experience Writing 
I really enjoyed this, Maria š
~David
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