Well, well. Once we make it through today (and we will), we'll be two weeks through this challenge. It's almost as if we're halfway there (almost).
For today's prompt, write a scary poem. Your poem could invoke monsters, release spiders, or tremble at the mystery of the night. It could contemplate taxes or the prospect of public speaking. And don't forget the dread of the blank page. There are so very many things that can be interpreted as scary. Write your interpretation today.
Remember: These prompts are springboards to creativity. Use them to expand your possibilities, not limit them.
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Here’s my attempt at a Scary Poem:
"The Beginning of the End"
There's nothing peaceful (or pleasant) about spring
with its grand abundance of growth and blooming,
singing and buzzing; it's as if the world comes alive
merely to obscure one pure and simple fact: that
what nature gives in spring in autumn claims it back.
Here come the birds and the bees and many creeping
things you don't want inside your house (that creaking--
is it a monster or a mouse?) or where you are alive,
but then, you know everything survives for this fact
that what nature gives away, nature always takes it back.
This siren song of lust and luster, all blooming things
fade and go asunder, whether by chance or reasoning
as longer days make nights feel as if they come alive
merely to confuse one true and simple fact: that
when nature shares a thing, nature always claims it back.