November PAD Challenge 2021: Party Crashers

 

The Queen Xenomorph initially appeared in the movie Aliens (1986)

I threw some sparkles and stars on the image 

Content Warning: fantasy gore

the weather outside may be frightful

but nothing can bust up a party

quite like the discovery of a nest of xenomorphs

you may find it miserable

to be gathering beechmast while sleet is soaking through your shoes

while the only sight you wish to see is your bedstead

be sensible and bestow upon your will a ferrule of encouragement

pull up your muffler and silence contrary thoughts

that may lead you to investigating odd ruins

for though you may believe yourself to be clever like a fox

should you penetrate a xenomorph's nest

you will become an unwilling host

as the worst kind of party crasher

prepares to rock your body

The chestburster first appeared in the movie Alien (1979)

~Ornery Notes~

This poem would have been perfect for my October Helloween Poetry Bash. However, the stars were not right. I didn't have the correct prompts aligned. In any case, when you're me, every day is Helloween. 

Also, I had an Aliens-related dream last night that reminded me how much I loved writing Aliens fan faction. I haven't got time for it now, but I will gladly write it again if I ever do.

If you write fan fiction, don't let anyone tell you that it isn't "real" writing. It is. A great deal of what I write might be categorized as Lovecraft fan fiction. I'm okay with that.

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Prompt: The Weather

https://www.writersdigest.com/write-better-poetry/2021-november-pad-chapbook-challenge-day-4

Prompt: Write a party poem

https://myjustsostory.blogspot.com/2021/11/words-for-wednesday-3112021.html

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30 Days of Haiga 2021: Face Your Fear

 

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I am not going to officially participate in the Weekly Scribblings anymore. I have gotten myself in the shit with that prompt more than once because of my distractibility, inability to follow instructions properly, and just plain mutton-headedness. 

At closing in on 60 years old, it's clear that you can't teach an old dog new tricks, but these days I can exercise the option to bugger off rather than sit in the corner with a dunce hat on while the teacher scolds me and the other students bask in the schadenfreude.

It's better for me to bring my goods to the Writers Pantry, where anything goes as long as it's under 369 words. I can run with scissors, not play well with others, and misinterpret rules to my shriveled little brain's content.

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Number One Ghost

 

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spooky baby, my number one ghost

I look for you in the trees

at the botanic garden

with all the sunshine people gathering

to point a finger at the darkling thing

snickering in their stable disguises

I do a pirouette and step inside the building

seeking the department of practically perfect prose

you wink at me from the chandelier

your smile revealing hungry canine teeth

you're the real deal

not a plastic pretender in a popular elastic band

spooky baby, you're my thrill

a chill runs up my spine whenever I see you

lurking in the shadows, waiting for me

I'll let you sink your teeth into my flesh

taste the darkness in my soul

a gothic craving never grows old

I don't miss the consuming intensity

of the need that would eat me from within

I would miss the touch of velvet sin

except for the way it destroys

I miss the way my soul used to rise

whenever it heard melodic thunder

I miss the way it felt to dream

of my spooky baby

waiting on the other side

~cie~

https://www.writersdigest.com/write-better-poetry/2020-november-pad-chapbook-challenge-day-12

Prompt: Include a number in the title of the poem.

https://www.writersdigest.com/write-better-poetry/wednesday-poetry-prompts-546

Write a Spooky poem.

https://myjustsostory.blogspot.com/2020/11/words-for-wednesday_11.html

Word List

Botanic

Gathering

Finger

Port

Canine

Elastic Band

And /or

Department

Prose

Stable

Wink

Chandelier

Pirouette

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November PAD Chapbook Challenge 2019: Day 4: Night Owl

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Night owl

working all night long

night after night

far into the wee hours of the night

burning the midnight oil

burning the candle at both ends

never getting ten winks

let alone forty

night after night

going in for a night's work

running on fumes

an hour or two of sleep

"I'll sleep when I'm dead," she said

but then in the dead of night

at the witching hour

as she was walking her rounds

she saw a thing that wasn't right

any time of the day or night

the night owl that needed to call it a day

looking into the face of something

that wasn't really there

or was it?

She supposed she didn't really want to know.

~Cie~

Notes:

The prompt for the fourth day of the November PAD Chapbook Challenge was Night _____.

I wasn't sure what to write, and then I found that picture.

I worked as the night emergency contact person in a retirement community for close to ten of the eleven years that I was employed by the community. I was well-suited to night shifts because I don't sleep well at night. Then again, the whole bipolar disorder/add thing ensures that I don't sleep well at all a lot of the time. Also, working night shift jacks up a person's circadian rhythms. Plus, I had obligations during the day. Sometimes I'd work several nights in a row sleeping only an hour or two before coming back to work.

If I did this for long enough, I would start hallucinating. It was harmless things, like seeing a penguin in the hall or a seagull flying through the building. Were these things imagined, or was I looking into another world? I don't really know, but I do know that it was an indication that I really needed to sleep.

November PAD Chapbook Challenge 2019: Day 3: Three Trees

Image by Hans Braxmeier from Pixabay

three trees tittering

their terrible taunting threat

terrorizing thrice

~Cie~

Notes:

The third poem for the November PAD Chapbook Challenge is a Poem of Threes.

Click here to learn more about the challenge.

Troiku Challenge 2019: Day 1: Unexpected Guests

Image by Jody Davis from Pixabay

gathering flowers

unexpected guests

come to dinner

gathering flowers
to put on the graves
of the departed

unexpected guests
hungry ghosts here now
wanting their dinner

come to dinner
you cannot complain
you gave no warning

~Jane & Cie~

Notes:

The "sleigh" part of the Troiku was created by Jane Reichhold (1937 - 2016). The three "horses" were created by me.

For some reason, the line about gathering flowers reminded me of the spooky short story "The Hills Beyond Furcy" by Robert G. Anderson, so what followed was a story of uninvited ghosts.

I'm dedicating this poem to my pal Ghost Town Grover, who resides at the Grover Hotel where my son and I will be moving once the venerable old structure is up to code. If you'd like to follow along with our misadventures and maybe lend a little support to our efforts to renovate this historic building, visit us at the Good Stuff from Grover blog!

OctPoWriMo 2015: Day 31: The Road

The Road

We took ourselves a trip

A little expedition

Driving up into the country

To do ourselves some fishin'

An innocent excursion

A little midnight drive

A young and carefree group of friends

Feeling joyful and alive

Our trek into the back woods

Became a voyage of the damned

We were hit from behind by a tractor

Into the cornfield our car was slammed

Image Source

Image by Narcotic Nightmares

Our weekend ride no longer

A happy pleasure jaunt

The terror of a nightmare

That cornfield rose to haunt

Our trip now a cruise to terror

The scarecrow demon said

Your journey isn't ending

Although you'll soon be dead

So now I spend each Halloween

Looming o'er the cornfield with my kind

Exploring the depths of my wickedness

As I scare travelers out of their minds

~Opal~

Note:

The OctPoWriMo crew asked us to reflect on our poetic journey this month. Sorry, but I couldn't pass up the chance to write a spooky little Halloween poem instead. We appreciate the gift you give us. Here is some candy!

Here's a little bonus treat for our Real Cie, because in fairness, the "pleasure trip" line (which I changed to pleasure jaunt) was ripped from this song. I was thinking of you, Darlin', and of the dear fellow who inspired us all so much.

I couldn't resist.