I'VE ALWAYS LOVED TREES

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 I’VE ALWAYS LOVED TREES

So beautiful as they sway in the breeze

like skeleton hands

using the language of the deaf

reminds me of Jeff

the man hung until his death

it wasn’t quick

but mr slick

got what he deserved

outmaneuvered by women

his skin, now thin like linen

those he denigrated in life

he couldn’t fight in death

on Halloween night

at 12:01 AM

the souls he stole

made quick work of that fool.

Muhahahaha!

YRS © 2024

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

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O YE OF LITTLE FAITH

 

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O Ye of Little Faith

You call us cute

but we stay mute

we’re more than you imagine

spells we cast with abandon

don’t cross our path

or ill will you’ll have

all your days through

she might be the witch

but we’re the true bitch

so don’t dimiss

for I’ll get my wish

death won’t be sweet

as daily you’ll repeat

the disaster we fashion

for Halloween is our passion!

Muhahahahaha!

YRS © 2024

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

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UNBURIED

 

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UNBURIED

The nights are chill

the days, hotter than hell

my bones ache

all due to a pesky snake

and the soil is never dry

at least there are no more flies

but the comfort of a grave

it’s all so depraved

to be unburied

but it’s definitely better than being married!

Muhahahahaha!

YRS © 2024

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

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XX

 

SWIPE RIGHT

 

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SWIPE RIGHT

It was a Halloween dating site

when handsome, despite the mask

caught my attention

foregoing all inhibition

he was the one

our first night would be nothing but fun

I was right

it was a Halloween to remember

Mr. Handsome, so easy to dismember

and dinner for all my guests

just so delicious

and oh-so-nutritious.

Muahahaha!

YRS © 2024

Tagline: It's Halloween. Make sure you aren't dinner.

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

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XX

DAY "14" OF THE HAUNTING

 

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You're Invited

Yes, welcome, friend

to your end

You accepted my invite

so robust and hearty

just my type

just what evil likes

an unsuspecting guest

the perfect quest

dance and be happy

isn't the music snappy

enjoy your last night

drink or get high

alcohol dims your fight

makes the capture

a demon's delight!

MUAHAHAHAHA!

***

Yolanda Renée © 2023

 

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Sweet Revenge - A Halloween Challenge

It's Time!

A   Blue Moon  on
Halloween
What could be better?

 October 31, 2020, at 12:49 AM.

Are you ready?

To help inspire you, 

Here is the last installment of 
Blood Moon.
It's title

Sweet Revenge

Enjoy!

If you missed the first three excerpts just click the link:
Romance & Death
Hunted
Masked

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Sweet Revenge

         It took me several years to learn the secret of the mountain. Each anniversary of my death, I would get to relive the horror of that night. It took a while, but I learned that if I quit fighting the forest, I could separate myself from the event. 
          The next time Kyle brought his fun to the mountain on a Halloween, I was ready. 
           Do you see him? His bones are bleaching in the sun. He came back to me, and revenge was ever so sweet.

         The young girl he brought with him was led safely to the main road by the forest. Help came for her in the form of a couple returning home from a Halloween party. She is safe and now sharing her tale of horror with the authorities. Soon they'll be searching the woods for Kyle and his victims. They'll find most of them, and they'll find me, but Kyle is here to stay. He's mine—a plaything to help me while away the years.

           I tortured, killed, and thoroughly relished his screams. I told you revenge is sweet, and the music of it even sweeter!

         The forest, my new friend, cooperated fully. The brambles stripped him of his clothes, and using their sharp thorns, they ripped the skin from his body. His howls were a melody like no other. All the animals joined in, and I danced to the macabre tune.

         Tree roots pulled his limbs from his body, slowly, but deliberately. His shrieks were a crescendo that I still hear echoing in the loneliest hours of the night.

         Rocks and boulders covered him. Using their weight, they crushed the life out of him, slowly. His last breath was like a caress, sweet, warm—orgasmic. Heavenly.

         Before he died, I plucked his eye out and stuffed it down his throat. I left him one eye, so he could watch me dance on his grave. I did to him all that he did to me and more. The pain he experienced, the terror he felt, is like having life returned. The memory of it I relive each night. I dance in the moonlight and relish the peace of the wind in the trees. 
          My trees—my mountain—my home!

         Beware, dear friend, for if you visit my new abode with evil in mind, we'll be waiting. The forest and I have honed our skills.

The end 

or is it?

Are you ready for the challenge now?

Read the other installments of Blood Moon here

Romance & Death

Hunted

Masked

Sweet Revenge

Have I enticed you?

Is your writing muse tingling?

Then join the WEP in October for

the Halloween Challenge!

A Grave Mistake, you ask?

Well, what in the hell is that?

Well, dear friend

It’s the next WEP task.

And believe me

there’s many away

Where errors take sway

Where ghosts and ghoulies will play

and many unorthodox ideas

 rue the day.

So, get out your pens and pads.

We’ve given you

A dare for your best scare

Because Halloween is for all

And who knows?

You may take

first prize for your Grave Mistake!

Write...Edit...Publish

Masked - A Halloween Challenge

It's Time!

A beautiful  Blue Moon  on
Halloween!
 October 31, 2020, at 12:49 AM.

Are you ready?

To help inspire you, 

Here is the third installment of Blood Moon.
It's title

Masked 

Enjoy!

If you missed the first two excerpts just click the link:
Romance & Death
Hunted

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Masked 

The monster that took me wore his mask well. His deep blue eyes sparkled when he laughed. His smile was captivating and felt sincere. The dimple on his right cheek was so endearing; I even saw it on the child I imagined we'd someday have. And his physique—swoon-worthy. When he held me in his arms, I felt safe. I trusted his strength to protect me, and I imagined our lovemaking would be indescribable.

          Remember, we'd only dated a few times. Tonight was going to be the night. It was already planned, but that was before I knew I'd be fighting the devil for my life.

          And I did fight. A lot of good it did me. He won. In the end, don't they always. After all, a successful serial killer plans his task well. His victim—she never has a chance.

          But I tried, and I did leave my mark. You can still see it today, but I'm sure all the girls tell him his jagged scar just makes him look more rugged. His blood and skin under my nails would never do me any good though because I never told a soul about Kyle. I never told anyone where we were going. No one even knew I was missing until a week had passed. It wasn't until months later that a tourist found my camera near the road and gave it to the police. My prize-winning picture of the Blood Moon was identified as mine because of the selfie I took. It was my last photograph and the one my parents value most. Even now, I kick myself for not taking it with Kyle, but he was camera shy. Of course he was—the bastard!

          It was a full two years later that a hunter discovered my skull and a few gnawed bones. Dental records finally identified me.

          Kyle is still at it, and if he comes back to his cabin in the woods, I'll be waiting. I'll be ready because now I've won the forest to my side and his time has come.

To be continued…

Join me next week when

I’ll publish the final installment of 
Blood Moon! 
Titled

Sweet Revenge

Have I enticed you?

Is your writing muse tingling?

Then join the WEP in October for

the Halloween Challenge!

A Grave Mistake, you ask?

Well, what in the hell is that?

Well, dear friend

It’s the next WEP task.

And believe me

there’s many away

Where errors take sway

Where ghosts and ghoulies will play

and many unorthodox ideas

 rue the day.

So, get out your pens and pads.

We’ve given you

A dare for your best scare

Because Halloween is for all

And who knows?

You may take

first prize for your Grave Mistake!

Write...Edit...Publish

A GHOSTLY POINT OF VIEW

I’m broken

I didn’t think I could be

not even through years when love was withheld

I persevered

I survived.

I’m broken

I didn’t think I could be

not  through physical abuse and death threats

I overcame

I survived.

  

I’m broken

I didn’t think I could be

not even through your lies and betrayal

I forgave and looked forward

I survived.

 

I’m broken

I didn’t think I could be

but my will is non-existent

my heart unrepairable

I may not survive.

 

I’m broken

I didn’t think I could be

I pray for light

in the darkness

that has become my soul.

I'm broken

I didn't think I could be

I looked inward for answers

and found that the monster

was me.

Yolanda Renee © 2018

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Yes, and no. I’ve finished several times and almost finished others but the works have all gone on to be published in one way or another. I’ve always considered the work successful, but I’ve yet to go direct from NaNo to publication. My first, second, and usually even the third drafts are extremely ROUGH. 😊

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Sarah, one of the main characters in my murder trilogy, hates telephones. I hate phones. It took me years to get a cell phone, but I am now free from the landline.

Although I have the least technical of the models. I’ll upgrade one day soon, maybe. 

Yes, this is the phone on my wall. It's now art!


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