Halloween vibes are circling young ones
Bicycling trips to graves increasing
Curiosity in minds starts its run
Ghosts and goblins arises not ceasing
Concerned parents start their ignored pleading
Monsters that have been patiently waiting
Use alluring spells constantly baiting
Children to facilitate monstrous acts
Evil characters are contemplating
But silliness covers up evil facts.
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Poetry Form: Dizain
You can tell if someone’s on the edge, on a ledge, seeking direction. Family and friends will try to help not realizing how close to it you are, how many times you shut yourself in the bathroom to soften your cries. They think they know you, and on the outside you seem fine. But I know that look, that hesitant smile, of being on the edge.
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Word Prompts
The marksman started to drool thinking of the slippers and reward after ridding the world of this interloper. The ruby slippers were rightfully his and he had caught this crook on video stealing them. Lining up the criminal’s head in the portal, gleefully pulled the trigger.
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Can You Tell A Story In…
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!
Three blind mice or holiday kings
Whoever dressed them needs a lesson
Costumes are meant as children‘s things
Humor on dogs heeds to lessen
The evil scary part of the night.
Funny dogs dressed as ghosts
Never cause anyone a fright
Licking your hands, the friendly milquetoasts
A nice try for the costume tests
While tired pups lay down and rest.
What’s that you hear?
A witch’s scream?
She’s falling off her broomstick beam?
Now there’s a sight I’d like to see
Finally a fright on Hallow’s Eve!
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Monday Poetry Prompt: Halloween
He thinks it’s only a trick. I think I’ll teach him a lesson.
“Wanna see me pull a rabbit out of my hat?” The magician tiredly reveals the empty hat. The rabbit is not in the secret box, he left the stage.
What goes around comes around.
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Sunday’s Six Sentence Story Word Prompt!
ML:
clumsy error
we broke the tiny saw blade
pumpkin carving blues
resolute autumn fervor
pumpkin finger painting instead
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CW:
a slip of the knife
turned a frown to a huge smile
Halloween goblins
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ML:
ripening gourds
seeds ready for roasting
plentiful harvest
last-minute costume ideas
warts for witches’ noses
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CW:
crunchy salty treats
pumpkin seeds at the ready
cleaning, washing done
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ML:
fireside marshmallows
melting onto graham crackers
season of the s’more
cheery trick-or-treaters
like king-size candy bars best
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CW:
gooey extra sweet
toothbrushes before their bed
this night treats abound
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#TankaTuesday Poetry Challenge No. 36, Tan-Ku, 10/28/25
School Shooting
This is no trick or treat
that is not what’s moving these small feet,
it’s grief, it’s thinking hard
on all of the friends they’ve lost in the schoolyard.
The faces are solemn,
their hearts cry out.
They cannot even imagine what this is all about.
Even the parents look subdued
gathering, in protests they never act rude,
the sidewalk regulars stay out-of-the-way
because maybe they didn’t have a child there that day.
A shock to these parents and children alike.
They do not realize the government’s spite.
To make new laws that prevent guns
In the presence of all of these little ones,
we plead, we vote, we protest and march
but all of this doesn’t move the oligarch
he cares not what happens in small towns or schools
While he secretly makes up new laws and rules.
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She pulled out her old white fur and soon found out the perfect look had succumbed to pressure. The soft bands of fox fur were compressed so badly they no longer held their shape that made the entire coat stylish. What was she to wear now on their trip to the aisle of Iceland.?
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MLMM Monday Wordle #448
The Bag Lady 
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