These are my responses to the final Writober prompt post Fear of Death. OctPoWriMo Living With Fear of Death Color of the distant object deceivesThe slice of cloud dismembered from the skybecomes filthy while falling and floating byThe dead end road ends abruptlyI can’t taste the poison but it’s thereI will never hear his voiceContinue reading “The Writober Finale”
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Fear of Death
Happy Halloween! You’ve done it: thirty days of poems, stories, and photographs; weekly sewing and music projects. And we’re here at the end. Our final Writober poem, story, and photo prompts of 2024. OctPoWriMo Poetry Toolbox If you didn’t make your word list this month, it’s never too late. I created this Excel Spreadsheet forContinue reading “Fear of Death”
Cruel Acts
These are my responses to the Writober prompt post Fear of Acts of God. OctPoWriMo When They Blame God I can’t imagine how peopleblamed the city, everyone inthe city for being hit by a hurricane, but they did.So many said we deserved itfor our beliefs and our actions.Some said that God was punishing usbut aren’tContinue reading “Cruel Acts”
Fear of Acts of God
Welcome back for the thirtieth day of Writober. We are in our final days looking at the fifth universal fear: fear of extinction. Today, we’re looking at Acts of God, storms and other large events that are out of our control. Fear of Acts of God is the same as fear of bad luck, similarContinue reading “Fear of Acts of God”
Predator Attack
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”
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”
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