Tourmaline .’s Halloween Challenge
Today’s prompt is cat. I had some fun trying to make my kitty friend look like a scary Halloween cat.
OctPoWriMo
Today’s prompt is Faith and Flow.
It’s Open Link Night at dVerse Poets Pub, so I’m adding this poem to the line-up.
As Seen by Glowing Eyes
Prowling the shimmering line
hunting truth in fiction flowing
through time’s cyclical rhymes, he stalks
the sweetest blades, scrapes and claws
at prey unseen, suckles and shivers
in rhythmic breaths of dreams
Glowing caught in a flash reflected
exposes life in the void of night
appearing still but verily amid
slow-motion pounce, the unsuspecting
skitter and scratch the starlight
admiring the shimmer until too late
Writober Flash Fiction
Today’s image is “Nightmare” by Nakanoart (Nana). I really like the creature in this image. Here’s an excerpt from “A World of Nightmares:”
“So Raya, headed to your usual tonight? It must be great having a consistent gig. Not having to do the daily research and worry about the smell and feel of new people and places each night. I gotta say, sounds like the life to me.” Golik’s tongue slithered to the viewing screen and flickered near the top right corner. “This looks like fun. Bunch of kids filling up on candy, oil and salt and watching adult horror movies. Nothing like an unsupervised slumber party.”
Maria L. Berg Writober7 Day 13 2022
Raya looked at the screen, the pre-teens in pajamas on couches and cushions, hands from bowls to mouths to bowls, shoveling popcorn, chips, and candy as if they were breath itself. The germs squirming around in those bowls were the real nightmares, and the future stomach aches and line for the bathroom were the real threats. She shivered.
“Raya, you okay?”Half of Golik’s eyes turned to Raya with concern.
“I guess you haven’t heard. Beth couldn’t stand the nightmares anymore. She’s been self-medicating, waking herself up every hours to interrupt REM sleep. I lost her, Golik. She would rather not sleep at all. She’d rather always be exhausted and be totally unhealthy than spend her nights with me anymore.”
“Wow. That’s tough. What are you going to do?” Golik’s eyes returned to the screen. “Hey, this one looks promising.”
Experience Writing 
Ohh… you really made that kitty scary scary
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Nice one!!!
Much❤love
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Thank you.
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Wonderful rhythm and flow throughout this poem! 🥰🥰
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Thank you.
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I love your kitty cat!
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He’s actually the neighbor’s, but he chooses to spend most of his time on my porch. He’s a super fuzzy buddy. We’ve been hanging out about fifteen years now.
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How nice! Very cute!
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Enjoyed the flow of words, “in rhythmic breaths of dreams,” mesmerizing throughout!! 👏👏
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Thank you.
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My pleasure, Marial! 💓
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So glad you posted to dVerse today! Ah yes…..I remember when we had cats in the very early days of our marriage (some 50 years ago), their eyes were amazing…most especially when they zeroed in on some prey be it a moving bug, a shadow flitting across the floor…..and at night, they did indeed shimmer and glimmer!
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