Showing posts with label Happy Halloween. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Happy Halloween. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 3, 2023

DAY "3 " OF THE HAUNTING


 Photo by Steven Van Elk on Unsplash

W H I S P E R

Like my electric smile

doesn't it dazzle

a beautiful display

yet it's still not time

for that most favorite day

But please draw near, my dear

whisper your plan

w i s p e r  w i s p e r  w i s p e r

oh, what a thrill

a murder

going even further

an undead dance

where a blood fest

means death

but is walking

the earth hungry

with a blood thirst

really the way

to spend your days?

be careful, my dear

evil wears

a handsome face

with a smile, he'll take

the icing, and the cake!

MUAHAHAHAHA!

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Yolanda Renée © 2023


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FOR ALL YOUR

HALLOWEEN FUN






Monday, October 31, 2022

Happy Halloween

The final song for your Halloween Playlist!

 "Heads Will Roll" by Yeah Yeah Yeahs


Halloween Party PlayList



HAPPY HALLOWEEN

The challenge is done.

A creative delight full of Halloween fun.

I hope you thought so too.

But evil is still playing.

Are you ready for a slaying?

October 31 is here.

It's imperative that you've prepared.

Evil surfaced with a particular purpose.

So decorate and design your costume right.

Don't get caught without a goal.

You don't want your head to roll.

It's essential that you protect your unworthy soul.

All Hallow's Eve is about celebrating the dead.

Make sure you aren't the one we dread.

On All Hallows Day.

That haunting isn't your stead.

Because you're already dead.

100 words

Yolanda Renée © 2022




Stock Photo

November is the time for a 

WRITING BREAK!

NANO anyone?

See you in December...




Wednesday, October 19, 2022

WEP - "Thriller"

  The WEP Thriller Challenge

"Thriller" by Michael Jackson

&

The 11th song for your

Halloween Party Playlist


Photo by Annie Spratt on Unsplash

One Foggy Halloween

Halloween was a dark and dreary night filled with misting rain and fog that moved like ghostly images around the yellow light of the lampposts. It matched my mood, and I went for a walk despite the weather or the late hour. The world was quiet because all the vamps, witches, and goblins, with bellies full of chocolate, were astral projecting through candy-crush dreams.

As the fog closed in and the shadows moved surreptitiously around me, I relished the feel of solitude and silence. I'd just lost a coveted part in the new GT Dragon series. Smarting from the rejection, I was angry for believing my agent when he used words like star and soon-to-be rich and famous.

Sure, I'd appeared in several videos and commercials, even a slasher film, with a scream that won out over fifteen others. But the truth is I'm just an extra. A girl with good legs, a pretty smile, and an award-winning scream. The problem was that I had no desire to be average.

Visibility was low, but I was too caught up in a blue funk to care. With no destination in mind, I walked around and around, block after block. I wasn't lost, just wandering, trying to figure out how to change the future.

"Excuse me, Miss," a deep voice crashed my pity party. Startled, my hand went to my heart, and my breath caught in my throat. Foolishly, I'd assumed I had the world to myself.

The mist seemed to part, and I spotted an incredibly handsome man under the streetlamp. Deep dark eyes, long dark wavy hair. Black jeans and a leather jacket. The clichéd bad boy.

"Don't tell me, you need directions?" I gave him my best "make my day" attitude.

He moved closer. His eyes were hypnotic, his advance slow and easy, and that smile contagious. "I thought you were lost. You've passed by here twice."

"Not directionally lost, just deep in thought," I said as I tried to recall if I had passed by before.

"I'll buy you a drink if you share your thoughts."

"Sure, why not," I agreed, knowing a crowd was safer.

We crossed the street to the Jumpy Jitters. I knew Jess, the owner. As we walked to the corner booth, I introduced myself.

"I'm Drake. Nice to meet you, Clara," he said, then took my hand in his and kissed the back of my hand. His eyes were mesmerizing, and his touch sent warm tingles through my body. I swallowed air. My whole body flushed.

He chuckled. "I've never seen anyone blush so easily."

I slid into my seat and removed my jacket. "It's too warm in here." Embarrassed and questioning my reaction, I fanned my face. Sure, the guy was handsome, but I've seen plenty of attractive, and no, I've never felt that electric spark with anyone else. It had to be a fluke. Too much static in the air. I changed the subject. "So, what has you hanging out in the fog in a small town like Carlisle on Halloween night?"

Before he could answer, the waitress asked for our order. I ordered a drink I could sip all night, a Black Russian. Mr. Suave ordered a bottle of Jack and a draft. I grinned. "Don't tell me, you're nursing a broken heart?"

"No. The bottle is for my grandmother. She's a spry old lady that likes a nip once in a while. Halloween's her favorite holiday. You should have seen her with the kiddos. They loved her costume and that cackle of hers. Scares them every time."

"That's sweet. You're visiting from where?"

"Chicago. I'm a pilot."

For two hours, we conversed like old friends. When Jess turned the lights up and said, "last call," I felt cheated. Drake was an intriguing man."

Drake offered to walk me home, but I said "no" too quickly. It seemed the safest option. "I'll catch a ride with Jess. He lives near me. It was nice meeting you. I hope we run into one another next time you're in town."

"If it's in my power, we will," he said with a sly smile. "May I kiss you goodnight?"

I blushed again, and he took it as a yes. But damn, that man can kiss. I'd never, ever been kissed so well. An immediate addiction, I wanted more. My heart pounded, and I could barely catch my breath.

Drake wished me sweet dreams, then, too quickly, he was gone. After the last patron left, I asked Jess for a ride home, but he had to do the floors, and I didn't feel like waiting.

Walking out in the night air was a rude awakening. The fog had thickened, but I pulled up my collar and started a quick pace home.

Half an hour later, I realized home was blocks away and in the opposite direction. I was standing on a street where the only visible house still had lit Halloween decorations. The fog gave the scene a macabre look.

"Did you follow me?" Drake's voice broke through the fog of my confusion."

"No, honest. I… oh God, I'm not drunk. I know what street I live on. How did I get here?"

Drake, laughingly, said, "I told you Grandma was a witch?"

"Yes, but…a…real…witch?"

"Is there any other kind?"

I still hadn't spotted him in the fog. "Where are you?"

He put his arms around me from behind and whispered. "Right here, beautiful."

I turned. One look into those alluring eyes, and we were locked in a kiss. The passion was all-consuming, as though we'd been lovers for years. I surrendered completely when he began whisper-soft kisses behind my ear and down my neck. Adrift in the passion of his touch and lost in desires I'd never experienced before, I could have sworn we were floating high above the city.

***

A year later, Drake and I married. He flies jets, I'm still an extra, and Granny's is our favorite Halloween hideout.

999 Words

Tagline: The power of a kiss

Yolanda Renée © 2022

Photo by Ben Rosett on Unsplash

Has a kiss ever curled your toes?

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Saturday, October 30, 2021

Dracula Has the Final Say!

 

Photo by Sammy Williams on Unsplash


Dracula

A debonair man

handsome and sure,

he'll tantalize and tease

ready to please.

 

A sweet fair maiden,

lovely and pure

dressed to the nines,

but oh so demure.

 

Dracula knows

how to put her at ease

dance close, make her laugh

bow low, his manners

offer no reproach.

 

In secret whispers,

a tryst, he'll propose

his love,

though new

he'll swear, is true.

 

As the bell of the ball

you blush and protest

but tonight is special and

you've planned no regrets.

 

The clock tolls midnight

the party is over

what's wrong with a walk

 and one kiss

especially under the moon's shadow.

 

But my dear, once is enough

don't fall for his bluff

for this dangerous man

will suck you dry.

 

Of blood so pure

his life, you'll assure

but dear, then you'll die

a virgin

on Halloween night!

Yolanda Renée  (C) 2021

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Happy Halloween!

Photo by Szabó János on Unsplash








Wednesday, October 27, 2021

Succubus


Photo by Dmitry Vechorko on Unsplash

Sultry Lady


So sexy and sure

make-up perfect

costume comely,

she smiles and whispers

come see me sometime

you're flattered

quite taken

and ready for more

off you fly

with her by your side

a lover's tryst,

meant to end the night

now the succubus

has you

and you won't escape

her evil clutches,

until the end of your date

so say farewell

because that first kiss

will be your last

she'll drain you of life

suck it all out

you won't even

be able to shout

a last memory of fun

isn't that what 

a Halloween party 

is all about?

Yolanda Renée  (C) 2021

***


HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

Photo by Łukasz Nieścioruk on Unsplash





Sunday, October 24, 2021

Poorly Sewn!

 

Photo by freestocks on Unsplash

Frankenstein

There's a monster poorly sewn

Frankenstein, not a clone

put together from death

no need for breath

different parts and pieces

with lots of creases,

a weirdly shaped head

a body too huge

and a neck

where bones protrude

was his blood stewed

where did he

come from

some body-mart

an alien planet or garbage dump,

he grunts his words

but seeks

softness and warmth

poor, misunderstood creature

hounded by people with

even worse features

pitchforks and torches

under a full moon

they scream and chant

burn, burn, burn

will they achieve such a gruesome task

or has nature got plans 

for this poorly made mass.

Yolanda Renée  (C) 2021

***

Photo by Szabó János on Unsplash

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!






Thursday, October 14, 2021

It's the Witch's Night

 

Photo by Bellava G on Unsplash

Witch's

Their cackles will raise your hackles

called laughter

but isn't funny

goosebumps and chills

such a haunting sound

reminds all that

the devil's evil abounds

and her appearance

is so out of sorts

her green skin and brown warts

an ugly sight

scraggly hair, missing teeth,

red bulging eyes,

doesn't lend confidence

not this Halloween night

don't point or draw attention

for her cruse may be real

if you catch her watching

she's sizing you up

it might seem like fun

but it's masquerade night

and those in costume

are the ones hiding

but the witch

is locked onto you

and only morning will tell

for it's dawn when you'll know

if her curse worked well

for you'll be alive

and not floating face down in the well.

Yolanda Renée (C) 2021

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HAPPY WRITING 
This HALLOWEEN!
and WEP Challenge!

Monday, October 11, 2021

A Date on Halloween

 

Photo by Jackson Simmer on Unsplash


A Date on Halloween

 A walk in the woods

my date insists

to a dilapidated home

why not roam.

 Once inside,

the temperature changes

a cold spot

to warn of the dangers

 Upstairs a silvery-white apparition

with no definition

my date laughs

and I join in.

 A door slams

I jump in shock

then a chair rocks

and I grab his hand.

 Ice dances

up my spine

but his

touch gives me hope.

Can they hurt us?

No, we'll be fine, he blurts.

Then a blood-curdling scream

roots me to the scene.

 Too scared to move

what does it mean?

I ask my date.

but he's nowhere in sight.

 I shiver in sheer fright

too scared to turn

beyond frightened to learn

who it is

that's holding my hand

this Halloween fright.

 Yolanda Renée  (C) 2021

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