Fifteen Minutes of Scrawl

Happy Halloween, all! The holiday with pure child-like spirit. Don capes, masks, wander the night. Hope for treats, ask for either. The night belongs to the children. Creeping fears feed into home decorations. (Prompt by me) Photo source

They're clearly one of the best parts of Halloween. Scoop me, fill me with light. I am the shape of Halloween. Glowing eyes signal homes with treats. Warm light shines through my scars. This season, my flavor is popular. (Prompt by me) Photo source

Can you tell who is who? What doesn't go well with Chianti? I drowned, but Mother never forgot. Mother died, so I became her. Vigilante justice twists into nightmarish crimes. Sister killer dons Captain Kirk mask. (Prompt by me) Photo source

Can you tell which is which? Murderous soul ensnared within "Good Guys." Seedy adoption turns into church murder. Pointed teeth haunt black, white silence. Home footage made even more terrifying. Stay out of the witch forest. (Prompt by me) Image source

I get to do a few more of these spooky posts! When you hanged and burned, you didn't thwart our sisters, you murdered your own. Wands are sticks stuffed with magic. Magic cannot mend all, and yet we believe in it as though it could. Brooms- the only way to travel. Cauldrons boil and bubble viscous brews. (Prompt by me) Photo source

I am going to keep going with kinda spoopy stuff until Halloween. Your own visage foretells your demise. Vile incarnate robs tombs for sustenance. She's gone, yet her figure remains. She sank into earth, I sprinkled it over her, yet now here she stands. A vital spark free from flesh. (Prompt by me) Photo source

The kiddos continue to inspire. Pretend these are the witch hummingbirds. Is it ogre, gopher, or yogurt? Female teachers aren't all Miss Holly. When you cross rhino and elephant, what happens? Elephino! Ha! Non-"Baby Shark" music is simply unworthy. (Prompt by me) Photo source

Are these appropriately spoopy? Man's missing link sure is tall. Lone life, Loch lodged, lusterless likeness. Garnet eyes, titanic wings portend calamity. Green-gray, quilled creature guzzles goat blood. Explanation for the Dyatlov Pass incident? (Prompt by me) Photo source

These feel spoopy enough. Obsidian fur turns hairs on end. Lines bisecting steps, bisect your mother. Under ascension tools spells your doom. Cracked reflections unleash seven year curses. Crystals must not fall upon tables. (Prompt by me) Photo source

I really love spoopy season. Decrepit flesh threatens to slough downward. Bloodless veins wail to be filled. Immaterial, yet bound to this place. Wrapped in traditions, distorted by Hollywood. Latent rage manifested in violent levitation. (Prompt by me) Photo source

Tis the beginning of the season for them! Eve's fruit, squeezed, warmed with spice. Sodden leaves delicately cling to ceramic. Aromas fill my mornings, awakening me. Childhood in a cup, with marshmallows. Chills driven away by warmed hands. (Prompt by me) Photo source

Fall seems to have a lot of kinds. Infinitesimal water droplets fill the air. Air rakes through my hair, clothes. Unique crystals coat, turning landscapes white. Heat beats down, burning and nourishing. The earth drinks deeply. We shelter. (Prompt by me) Photo source

Can you tell which is which? Bright colored chocolate with one letter. Four cookies smothered, joined by chocolate. Celestial marshmallow, chocolate, and caramel treat. Solid sugar named for happy farmers. They claim to be chocolate flavored. (Prompt by me) Photo source

Oh kiddos, what won't they say? Never again place pumpkins in play areas. It's an orange mess. Walking on their own was calm for the kiddos, but made our hearts' pulses swift. Please don't ask why my stomach is huge. No, there is not a baby there. Kids already know shootings are scary. Stencils make artists of us all. (Prompt by me) Photo source

I've made it to 400 posts! Time to reflect in poetic form. How can commas be so confusing? Editing, aka questioning everything I've written. Ideas bend from adroit to cliché. Should I edit or start anew? Exposing my script-- the vulnerable precipice. (Prompt by me) Photo source

Can you tell what is what? Eyes move separately, colors change frequently. Sly, but what do they say? Pests often starring in children's books. An odd combination of animal aspects. They were thought of as mermaids. (Prompt by me) Photo source

This is a fictional monster (would people be interested in me doing real ones?). Let me know if you can figure it out. Harvested by father, enmeshed with anguish, I would rip out my seams that purport to make me whole, if his eyes would gaze upon me with glints, remnants of care. Am I the kind of creature who can stretch to the edge of humanity? Or am I condemned by creation and creator to rot alone? (Prompt by me) Photo source

Even a short visit can inspire. Oh when did you grow so? How many times must I repeat Aunty Holly before you say it? You offered me a bite of your teething wafer, and I was honored. Crawling shouldn't be faster than walking. Books are for reading, not eating. (Prompt by me) Photo source

Tis the season. I bundle myself in layers of woolen scarves, but the breeze still chills. Death has never been so colorful. Crinkles and crunches fill fall's carols. Pumpkins glow, costumes are donned, doorbells ring, smiles ask, bags fill, sweets fill dreams. Warm spices flavor treats, the season. (Prompt by me) Photo source

I try to go to my neighborhood's used book sale every year. If you are willing to sift through oh so many copies of The Da Vinci Code , you can find battered yet treasured tomes that are missing from your shelves. How-to guides of lost skills, mysteries solved by cats, romance novels with shapeshifting honey badgers, forgotten childhood favorites, can all be yours. (Prompt by me)

The kiddos are constantly inspiring. The front of the line is both a reward and an immense punishment. We read this book once but that is far from enough. Read it again. Now. Green and violet are trash colors. Playing hide and seek is best when teachers say to not play it at all. I did not take rocks from our playground into school. I took just one rock. (Prompt by me) "4 de Mayo 2018/PUNTA ARENAS. Intendente (s) Nicolás Cogler participa de la presentación del convenio de inclusión educativa en la primera infancia, la actividad fue realizada en el jardín infantil Las Charitas. FOTO: JOEL ESTAY/INTENDENCIA MAGALLANES" from Convenio de Inclusión Educativa by Intendencia Magallanes. Creative Commons Attribution 2.0 Generic license.  https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Convenio_de_Inclusi%C3%B3n_Educativa_(40081077990).jpg

They have their pluses, but also some huge minuses. Hi Hi Hey Hello Why are you not responding? Send me your number. Wow this guy is bad at cropping out his exes. But I guess he's cute? Swiping is such a sweet sorrow. My absolute nos include guns, cigars, wanting an athletic date. Why do all the good apps become full of trash men? Can apps outrun them? (Prompt by me) Free Chat & Dating App by Stefke22. Creative Commons Attribution-Share Alike 4.0 International license.  https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Tveni_-_Free_Chat_%26_Dating_App.png

I am too invested in the fattest bear competition, but oh well. She gorged herself so that she would be the chonkiest of all the grizzlies. She was ready to sleep for months on end, but would she win the pageant of heft? Others had ballooned, But Holly four three five won hearts and became Queen Chonk. (Prompt by me) NPS Photo/ L. Carter. Photo source: bit.ly/2AY31Kc 

As someone with a fear of spiders, was this a good idea? Maybe not. Scuttling legs silently graze my lightest arm hairs at first, I do not feel them tickle, but before climbing far they pull at my deep sense of danger, and so I twist and writhe before I fling my limbs, hoping to unseat theirs. (Prompt by me) Photo source

Can you tell which animals I'm talking about? Eternal love shines in his eyes. Fire resistant fluff coats this adorable creature with large eyes. These scaly animals have won evolution. They caress the skulls of those now gone, unable to forget those passed. Australia lost a war to them. (Prompt by me) Photo source

We've all been there, right? Am I qualified? Not exactly, but I will apply anyways. Who knew that I could have a favorite job site? It's LinkedIn, by far. I'm awesome. You're awesome. Hire me. Is this my dream job? No, but my cover letter surely says it is. Resumes are art that I hate. (Prompt by me) Photo source

Kids can be such a riot. How can I help them not argue about whether rocks have families? Why is indigo a trash color? Being a dog at a tea party is tricky, How do dogs sip tea? I drew a picture of you. Just kidding, it's my dad. Now it's grandma. Naps are wasted on the young. (Prompt by me) Image source

Tis the season! Stabbing out faces, and gutting orange gourds so light can have a home. Crisp and frigid wind lifts detritus and hoists the newly departed. Feasting on candy transforms the costumed children into real monsters. Does Halloween have an age limit? Seances are now festive. Summon away! (Prompt by me) Photo source

Playing around with a few options here. Anger percolates 'neath my thin skin, threatening, roiling, and boiling. Cracking my knuckles has become habit as I try to perfect them. Can razor-like nails make a smooth surface perfect? Or will they just scar? Memories warp and warm over time. Squishing and squeezing provides some relief. (Prompt by me) Image source

Still loving this format. The visages of my past are rippled reflections perceptible, yet vaguely gnarled. These features could be mine but it's likelier that they, or I, are dark mirages of my inklings of self and fears of the hideous. (Prompt by me) Image source

Going to keep going with these for a bit. My weighty lids fall softly and the velvet curtains of my mind open. The performance playing out on stage draws me in by making childhood hopes dance just beyond my fingertips, but when I stretch for them, I fall...awake. (Prompt by me) Photo source