Thinning Veil – A “Sept” for the Season

A photo taken by Kat Myrman on the Haunted Savannah Walking Tour.

A photo taken by Kat Myrman on the Haunted Savannah Walking Tour. Note the spectre in the upper window! I highlighted it for you. Next day we went back. There was nothing in that window that could’ve made that image! 🙂

Deep
darkness,
thinning veil
the spirit world
encroaches
on the
quick.

~ kat ~ 28 October 2015

This week’s Sept Challenge #3 from Jane Dougherty. The theme is “Halloween, Samhain, Toussaint, All Hallows, whatever you want to call it—the end of the old year and the beginning of the new. This is the time when the dead are close, our waking world and the otherworld touch, the door between them is open.” If you’d like to see more Septs or join the challenge, click HERE.

(A Sept is a Seven Line Poem with the following Syllable Count: 1-2-3-4-3-2-1)


Swans…A Warning

Photo Credit: Adam Gerrard / SWNS.com

Photo Credit: Adam Gerrard / SWNS.com

So
graceful,
delicate…
but don’t intrude
or suffer
primal
rage.

~kat ~ 28 October 2015
I’m afraid I am a sept behind…or is that step? But I had so much fun with my first foray into this new poetry form, I couldn’t resist giving it a go.  To see more Septs on this prompt: “Swans”…Click HERE.


Gone…Fishin’

Photo Credit: Dale Rogerson

Photo Credit: Dale Rogerson

“Someone really should move that old chair.”

“Yeah, well, I aint touchin’ it! My Gran’ says it could be haunted or cursed. I aint touchin’ it!”

“Stupid dare. I wouldn’t a rode a chair down that hill for nothin’. I heard she hit her head on a rock and that was that. Oh, and I don’t believe in ghosts, but someone ought to move that chair. It’s just creepy to think about her dying here and all.

“We could always fish on the other side of the pond.”

“Naw…best fishin’ is here. Stupid girl! Hey! I got a bite!”

~ kat ~ 28 October 2015
(98 Words)

Another great 100 Word writing prompt from Rochelle at Friday Fictioneers! If you’d like to read other stories and join the challenge click HERE.


The Portrait

This week's photo prompt is provided by pixabay.com (free to use photos)

This week’s photo prompt is provided by pixabay.com (free to use photos)

John once told Anna, “When I saw you for the first time in that red evening gown…that’s when I fell in love!”

As an anniversary gift, she hired a portrait photographer. He would arrive in the morning. She always did better in the mornings. The hospice nurse helped her bathe, and her sister June helped with her hair and make-up.

It took every ounce of energy that Anna had to sit in the chair and hold her shoulders and chin high. In between takes, she rested her head on the table. She didn’t realize that the photographer captured those moments too.

When the proofs arrived Anna naturally chose one where she was sitting tall, smiling, barely a hint of illness or pain showing on her lovely face. That portrait now graces the mantle in John’s office. But it is the photo pictured above that he carries with him always.

~kat ~27 October 2015
(148 Words)

This story is for FFfAW’s (Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers) weekly photo prompt. If you would like to read other stories or join the challenge yourself click HERE.


Distorted

A Haiku in response to Haiku Horizons Prompt for October 25, 2015: “Under” See more Haiku HERE.

distorted

under that make-up
she had the prettiest face…
her reflection lied.

~ kat – 26 October 2015