These are my responses to the Writober prompt post Fear of Predators. OctPoWriMo Predation I am the field mouse runningthrough the tall grass underthe sliver moon’s pencil lightEach push or pull changingpressure above me is a hungry winged monsterI zig-zag. I serpentine.So many eyes like search-lightscriss-cross this prairieHere it comes, the swoopI’m frozen, overwhelmedby smellsContinue reading “Predator Attack”
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Fear of Predators
Welcome back for the twenty-ninth day of Writober. We are in our final days looking at the fifth universal fear: fear of extinction. Today we’re looking at fear of predators. Fear of predators is hard-wired into the human psyche from cave man days, but today, a human is as likely to be the predator asContinue reading “Fear of Predators”
The Path to Extinction
These are my responses to the Writober prompt post Fear of Extinction. OctPoWriMo The Doomsday Clock at Midnight We are starlightOnce seen, we are already dying We are leavesmost colorful when falling We are echoeswhen heard, long since said Writober Flash Fiction The Power of Words Melinda curled into her knees, shivering on the floorContinue reading “The Path to Extinction”
Fear of Extinction
Welcome back for the twenty-eighth day of Writober. The month has flown by like a ghost-witch on a rocket-powered broom, and here we are in our final days looking at the fifth universal fear: fear of extinction. The big fear, the fear that rules them all death, master of the fear of the unknown. FearContinue reading “Fear of Extinction”
Losing Sense
These are my responses to the Writober prompt post Fear of Loss of a Sense. OctPoWriMo Fear of Losing My Senses If I couldn’t hear his purrsmorning cuddles would be likemushy-mashed-peas-with-body- odor after three days If I couldn’t feel his soft furmorning cuddles would be likecar-horns-blaring-bitter-neon-green motor-oil If I couldn’t see his green eyes andContinue reading “Losing Sense”
Fear of Loss of a Sense
Welcome back for the twenty-seventh day of Writober. It’s Sunday, and the last day we’ll be looking at the universal fear of loss of a sense. Fear of loss of a sense to most, I think, would instantly be the fear of losing sight, but what about not being able to hear, or feel touch?Continue reading “Fear of Loss of a Sense”
Parasitic Clarity
These are my responses to the Writober prompt post Fear of Parasites. OctPoWriMo I started a poem that grew with each line like a parasitic tapeworm, but I like the Clarity Pyramid form so much, I wrote one of those to share instead. FEARof allparasites tiniest monstersslip into our systemsfeeding on us to our demiseContinue reading “Parasitic Clarity”
Fear of Parasites
Welcome back for the twenty-sixth day of Writober. During this fourth week we’re exploring the universal fear of mutilation. Today we’re looking at fear of parasites. A parasite is an organism that lives in or on an organism of another species (its host) and benefits by deriving nutrients at the other’s expense. Many great horrorContinue reading “Fear of Parasites”
Torture Chamber
These are my responses to the Writober prompt post Fear of Torture. OctPoWriMo But to What Specific Purpose? It’s broken, and I can’t fix itThis complicated warning systemmeant to keep me from harmhas too many switches stuck onfiring and firing its alarmsbut like the broken light switchin the hall, they flicker, sendingnew jolts to theContinue reading “Torture Chamber”
Fear of Torture
Welcome back for the twenty-fifth day of Writober. During this fourth week we’re exploring the universal fear of mutilation. Today we’re looking at fear of torture. Amnesty International put out this video about their efforts to stop torture around the world: Though I find the title “Torture Animation” off-putting, the message about the reality ofContinue reading “Fear of Torture”
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