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Pay Attention
My
back might be turned.
no
need for concern
I'm
observing
as
I always do
the
many victims
that'll
get their due
are
you one of them
have you heeded my warning
or will all Hallows Eve
find you're one of them!
MUAHAHAHAHA!
***
Yolanda
Renée © 2023
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HAPPY HALLOWEEN!
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SIREN'S SONG
I hear the
siren's song and long to be in my lover's arms.
She haunts
me on land and sea. Beautiful, sultry, and true. Kisses that taste of honey. A
body that gives all and more.
The siren
tempts my soul with sweet promises, the serenity of a tropical island. Blue
skies, fruit, and fish prepared just so and vows that she'll always be at my
sexual beck-n-call.
However,
I've heard a rumor. Once my beauty's satisfied, I'll be put out to pasture
until dinner's next call.
Seriously, though,
I'm wholly against being on the menu after just one ball.
100 words
Yolanda Renee ©
MUHAHAHAHA
May not be Hallowe'eny
but then again
Siren's eat men
case made
wouldn't you say?
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HAPPY
HALLOWEEN!
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SWEET
KISSES
She's beautiful, so sweet
enticing, exciting
a woman to behold
to worship
to take home
to make her your own
but it's Halloween
is she truly your queen
remember, this is the night
truth is masked
personalities hidden
nothing's forbidden
do you dare
make your move
take a chance
she may choose you
instead of the prince
trying to convince her
with gold and frankincense
oh, look, you've caught her eye
still, she played shy
but you've won the night
and quickly took flight
at midnight
finally isolated
her kiss was all yours
in her arms, you were clasped
under her power, finally cast
she literally sucked you dry
not blood, but breath and life
she came away more beautiful
you came away re-usable
a plant stand
wow, what a man
I'd say you've won
a heavenly death
better than a gun
in the arms of love
there's nothing sweeter
than the kiss
of a succubus man-eater
MUAHAHAHAHA!
***
Yolanda
Renee © 2023
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HAPPY
HALLOWEEN!
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You Can't Hide
I've found your abode. It didn't take long. Your
heavenly scent was easily followed.
A lovely Victorian. I was shocked it was hidden so deep
in the woods. Please come out, my dear. The night is so beautiful. The moon is
high, and my hunger for you grows.
Don't fear. I could never hurt you. You'll be a
queen. You'll sit at my right hand and be mother to our young whelps.
We met by chance, but our coupling is blessed.
Please, dear heart, come to the door. Don't make me huff and puff and blow your
lovely house down!
***
100
Words
Yolanda
Renee © 2023
***
MUAHAHAHAHA!
Did
you expect it this time?
A
drabble instead of a rhyme?
I'm full of surprises
I've lots of disguises
You'll
see I've even more
I'll even the score
just me and my
ravens, forevermore.
***
HAPPY HALLOWEEN!
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SCARED
It's just an old house
what do you fear?
a mouse
or the ghost of the house
she wanders in the dark
from dusk till dawn
does she say boo
no, she says shoo
you're disturbing her home
the one she roams
so get off your phone
and leave them alone
or you'll be the ghoul
without a soul
for this season
gives them powers
beyond reason
Halloween
makes beautiful ladies mean.
MUAHAHAHAHA!
***
Yolanda
Renée © 2023
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HAPPY
HALLOWEEN!
Paraskevidekatriaphobia
"Do you
want to go alligator hunting today?" Greg asked his wife.
Shanna
smiled. "You realize it's Friday the 13th."
"I've
promised for months now. Besides, you aren't paraskevidekatriaphobia.
But if you'd rather wait until next week. I'll consider taking next Friday off,
too."
"Are
you kidding? I'm not superstitious. I consider the 13th my lucky day. I'm game,
let's go. We've been here for a year, and I still haven't seen one, but they're
always in the news. I'll get Charlie's lease if you'll get the camera. It's on
the table in the den."
*****
Shanna
wandered around the apartment in a daze, then the doorbell rang. After she
accepted the delivery of Dahlia Yellow Star, she recalled the last twenty-four
hours in detail, and the tears flowed like the water from the spigot.
It wasn't
the shock of Greg's death hitting her so hard but the uncalled-for accusations
from the detective investigating what he called a brutal murder.
Would he
apologize after he viewed the film, or would he still want to prosecute her to
the full extent of the law? What a rude bigot of a man, she thought.
When he
claimed she had hyperbolized the horrific details of her husband's death.
Shanna wanted to knock the dull gold tooth from his mouth. Thank goodness she
thought better of it and instead handed her camera to the young lady beside
him.
"This
shows the exact details of what happened. And nothing I've said was hyperbole.
I hand this to you because obviously your youth and gender will ensure a
different outcome than what this," she looked at the startled detective,
"Neanderthal is hoping for."
Shanna stood.
"Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to make arrangements for Charlie."
"Don't
you mean Greg and Charlie?" the Neanderthal asked.
"No.
That film will prove my husband tried to feed me to that beast. I'll call
Jenny. Apparently, she wanted him. He's all hers, well, what's left of him. If
not for Charlie...well, you'll see."
335 Words
Yolanda
Renee © 2023
***
To bad for Greg
the tables were turned
Shanna didn't die
but he sure got burned
MUAHAHAHAHA!
***
FYI: This first appeared on the blog of Sue at Elephant's Child's Words for
Wednesday Challenge. But it was perfect for today!
Thank you Sue, for the inspiration!
&
In case you didn't know
paraskevidekatriaphobia is the fear of Friday the 13th.
Check out the link to learn how to pronounce it!
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Olly Olly Oxen Free!
Olly olly oxen free. Hide and seek is over. I won. Why won't
you appear? Death is no deterrent.
I hear your final words. Nightmares that haunt asleep or
awake. You said you'd always love me. I remember your lovely whisper as blood
gushed from my first slash on your delicate throat.
You even said you'd forgive me before my blade sank deep
into your heart. And as I covered my body with your blood, you promised to
always be mine. Forever and always, that's what you vowed.
Did you lie? Have you deceived me? Where are you, my love?
***
100 words
Yolanda
Renée © 2023
***
MUAHAHAHAHA!
Another shift
to my murderous gift
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| 2. | Yolanda Renee | 8. | Roland R Clarke | 14. | J Lenni Dorner | |
| 3. | Olga Godim | 9. | Pat Garcia | 15. | Ornery Owl (the ornery one) | |
| 4. | Nilanjana Bose | 10. | Jemi Fraser | 16. | Hilary Melton-Butcher | |
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