– PhoTrablogger’s Mundane Monday Challenge #145. Find the beauty in the mundane. Photo ©2018 Leara Nicole Morris-Clark.
She wore a black hood; black as night, dark as death, so she could hide among the shadows in the alley, the blind spots behind lampposts, and in the corners of your room. When your heart missed a beat, and your breath wouldn’t come, know that fear had stolen them for herself.
Deep inside my head
Sticky, silky, webs abound.
Thoughts suppressed, tangled, and bound.
Lying in my bed,
Words said. Tears shed.
Memories caught, entangled,
Repeated, distorted, and mangled.
Misunderstood and taken for dead,
They dismiss my rage
As desperation, and silently turn the page.
– Written for Jane Dougherty Writes, Poetry challenge #49: Painful Silence. Poetry format: abb acc add aee. Image prompt from Wikimedia.
The screaming banshee howled through the night.
We cowered in the shadows to hide from the fright.
She rages on, for death she sees.
We hold our breath, close our eyes, and freeze.
Someone wouldn’t see the morning light.
The face appeared as light dissipated.
– Written for Sometimes Stellar Storyteller Six Word Story Challenge #35. Prompt was “dark.” WC 6. Photo from Pixabay.com.