In the Cemetery at Midnight – Free Verse – November 2, 2014

At the party 3 strange men romped –
Holding an unlit lantern … doing hocus-pocus
They suggested we take a walk …
To test our courage and our fear –
Thus challenged off we went
For a moonlit walk on Halloween night.
At midnight into the cemetery we strode …
Eerie sounds seemed to follow us
Could this be the specter from the crypt,
We all heard so much about?
Asked Muriel in a trembling voice.
I just shook my head haughtily
For I’m no believer in ghosts or ghouls ..
The owl hooted in glee as we passed near –
Then a smoky form seem to  take shape,
With oozing blood dripping reality!
I gave a howl and began to run …
Macabre shadows seemed to follow close ..
My heart beat like an African drum …
Until I heard the giggles from the trees
Looking closer I had the treat ..
Of seeing the tree aforementioned men …
There they were with an odd projector …
Creating the illusion of the awful specter
Making a fool of us all … but most of all me!

(C) G.s.k. ’14

The Words: party,strange, lantern, treats, hocus-pocus, crypt, specter, eerie,  howl, midnight, shadows, owl, moonlit, macabre ,smoky

Linked to Pink. Girl, Ink. Blog for Wordle for Halloween which I found through Jules Longer Strands of Gems Follow the link to her great Kyrielle Sonnet and Shadorma which she wrote using the Wordle!

High-Coo = Cow Poke haiku – July 27, 2014

Jules Paige is having fun … and inviting us to throw in our ideas with this fun prompt:New ku’ : High-Coo = Cow Poke Haiku.  Maybe there will be other prompts so keep in touch … this was the most recent:

High-Coo = Cow Poke haiku

No countin’ syllables, 10 paces (words more or less).
Traditional haiku styles accepted

with an example:

Lucus ain’t about backen’ down none.
When the need arises ;
He speaks real clear with that rifle gun

squint, Clint, squint!
Man With No Name tries to aim
in the mid-day glare
black-hatted villain
clomps into the boom town saloon –
piano man pales

Thanks to: ©JR of Blogitorloseit

Now for me ….


ridin’ rough all day
got me shot o’ lightnin’ waitin’
round my place

darn hen ain’t layin’
gonna have chick’n soup
tomorra night

cherry pickin’
hard work, Slim, get me some gin
need some refreshin’

©  G.s.k. ’14