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Tag Archives: Shriek
Dangers Lurk In the Seams
Dangers Lurk In the Seamsby Michael DoyleIn the hidden crevices of your dreamsThere are dangers lurking in the seamsThree, four, better lock up that doorThe boogie man is coming back for moreFive, six, he has a bag of tricksWhere evil … Continue reading
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Tagged Bag of Tricks, Balinese Dream, Belong, Blood, Body, Careful, Confusion, Crazy, Creep, Crucifix, Cut, Danger, Dead, Door, Dreams, Dreams Skills, Edge, Evil, Falling, Fate, Fear, Feel, Five, Four, Freddy Kruger, Hallucination, Head, Hidden Crevices, Innocent Hand, Kicks, Late, Ledge, Light, Lurk, Meet, Mud, Night, Nightmare, Noise, Poetry and Poems, Razor Sharp, Real, Run Away, Satan, Shadow, Shriek, Six, Suburban Street, Terror, The Boogie Man, Three, True, Wake Up, Whisper
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I’ll Always Take Your Call
I’ll Always Take Your Callby Michael DoyleRipped apart deep inside my DNAFinding the scary part is the last biteWhen suddenly, I run short of what to sayAnd my wildest dreams hold me through the nightSomewhere in the geometry of the … Continue reading
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Tagged Abstract, Always, Apprehensive, Beeline, Behind, Bitter Respite, Boundaries, Breath In, Breath Out, Bridge, Catch Your Fall, Chase, Condescension, Conviction, Dark Tendency, Despair, Desperate, Different Tempos, Direction, DNA, Do It AGain, Dread, Edges, Elasticity, Facts, Feeling, Finish Stong, Geomtry, Hands In Mine, Heat of It, Holding On, Hollow Comfort, Hope, Implore, Infinite, Jester, Jump, King, Less Than Clever, Letting Go, Live and Learn, Lives Lessons, Melts Away, Moments, My Love Runs Deep, Never Leave You, Nighttime, Offer, Photograph, Place, Plasticity, Poem, Poetry, Prevail, Rare, Refuse To Drown, Remember, Return, Ripped Apart, Run Short, Say, Scary Part, See Beyond, Shadows Creep In, Shriek, Silent, Silver Lining, Society, Song, Spin, Superficiality, Take Your Call, Terror, Through the Night, Unruly Mind, Waiting Out, Wildest Dreams, Worse, Wrap, Zig Zag
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Daily Prompt – Angel
Somewhere in the eternal an angel silently shrieks There in the infinite loss of which we seldom speak The horror of it all is probably worse than thought When we’ve forgotten what really should be sought I’ll hold you close … Continue reading
Short Form Poetry Workshop – Halloween Theme Genre – Dead Poets
So… I’ll just confess right here that I took a theme a little far. We were to pick a dead poet and write in his or her style either in response and incorporate the poet’s style or to completely pick … Continue reading
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Tagged Chucky, Dead Poets, Edgar Allan Poe, Freddie Kruger, Fright, Ghastly, Ghoul, Halloween, Horror Movies, Michael Meyers, Photographs, Poetry, Short Form, Shriek, The Bells
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