lightning streaks show shapes
thunder raps on shutters tied
cracks in blinds distort
whispering winds speak horrors
storming all on Hallows Eve
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smoke
foggy
frightening
unfamiliar
surrounding my form
eerie feelings hover
nightmare now reality
drifting across the bedroom floor
my feet never touching the surface
“Smoke, foggy, frightening unfamiliar”.
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A tanka, 5,7,5,7,7, and a dectina refrain, 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9 syllables. Line ten is a combination of the first four lines in quote form.
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Wea’ve Written Weekly – a poetry prompt!
The Bag Lady 
hi, Cheryl❣️
Just wanna let you know that this week’s W3, hosted by our beloved Shaun Tenzenmen, is now live:
https://skepticskaddish.com/2025/11/12/w3-prompt-185-weave-written-weekly/
Much love,
David
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Thank you David!
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Hi, Cheryl❣️
Just wanna let you know that this week’s W3, hosted by our beloved Marion Horton, is now live:
https://skepticskaddish.com/2025/11/05/w3-prompt-184-weave-written-weekly/
Much love,
David
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“Lightning streaks show shapes” feels so haunting—perfectly eerie for Halloween, Cheryl!
~David
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The unfamiliar is always frightening. (K)
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”feet never touching the surface”
that is scary.
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Cheryl, a beautifully surreal and haunting piece, I love how you blend natural elements with psychological terror🙌
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Thank you!
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