Wee Hours Loom

Wee hours loom

Shrouds black sky

No moon illuminates

Quiet, still beneath

Dark shadow emerges

Outlined figure

Lurking

Rustling

Prowling

Crawling

Where

It

Ought not

My entry for Monkey Man’s Sunday 160:  http://petzoldspracticalprose.blogspot.com/

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  1. my first thought was zombies…haha…there are a few eeire txtures here…

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  2. who knows what lurks out there?

    could be sinister, could not.

    i like the mystery!

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  3. jgavinallan

     /  August 7, 2011

    CRYING! lol
    You did it again…My dear friend…you know I have so much on my mind…now I see things crawling and lurking…OMG! I know they come out when I am in the shower…
    loved it.
    Again a story in a few words
    Jaye
    xoxoxoxox
    hugs to a great person and friend

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    • Oh, no–I’ve done it to you again! But, yeah, they come out when all of us are in the shower… hehe…

      Thanks, Jaye!

      Hugs back to you my friend,
      Gayle xoxo

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  4. Creepy! I like it!

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  5. Scary piece, but well written.

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  6. Very dark and sinister. Just the way I like them. Thanks for playing along with the Sunday 160.

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  7. I like it, especially the end…

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  8. WOW! I cannot believe you can do this seemingly effortlessly with the rules cited on the challenge, Gayle. Thank you for sharing this and I am writing this one down. It reminds me of my Father peering through the window curtains on the back door of our lake home just waiting for the raccoons to show up and try and topple the garbage cans. He tried everything, even a broom handle between the two cans through the handles on the lids. They always toppled them and made a mess. My Grandmother kept telling him to put out two slices of bread and a little milk and the garbage would be left. He finally did and the coons stopped their raid deciding they liked the feat of milk and bread much better. Your poem are those coons coming where my Father decided they ought not! 🙂 Thank you for this memory through your words.

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    • Well of course my poem would remind you of those days of your Father trying to outwit racoons! It seems that’s exactly what it’s about. That would drive any man totally crazy–I could just see him watching out the back door waiting for those rascals to show up!

      Your Grandmother was a smart lady–what a great idea.

      I really enjoy telling a story within 160 total characters–it’s fun! Thanks for sharing your family story with me, Leslie–I’m happy I could bring a memory to mind for you.

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  9. This is very dark … but … isn’t it fun to wriet something so different in tone?
    Good one, Gayle.
    Hugs, Izzy

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    • Izzy, you might have fun trying this challenge on Sundays. You write a poem with a total of 160 characters and spaces–no more, no less. I would love to see what you come up with.

      And thank you–yeah, sometimes it’s fun to be dark and menacing!

      Hugs,
      Gayle

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  10. you truly have a wonderful grip of “eerie” genre. loved it.

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  11. Wow, I just wrote a “shaped” poem the other day that looks fairly similar. : ) Isn’t it fun? Mine is called “Pregnant Pause.” Check it out of you’re interested! It’s on my wordpress blog.

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    • Well yours really turned out looking like it was “pregnant”. 🙂 I really liked your poem and have left a comment for you.

      Yes, they are fun!

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