Moon in My Backyard

Moon in My Backyard What a big event! Moon in my yard. Until the next Marathon!   Thank you! (Haiku, @Mejia2019)

Night Road

unaccustomed in taking the road at night journeyed along the starlit trail a hill against the southern stars he plodded along, in the darkness and solitudes the world belonged to him the moon and stars had wrought a coat there were great distances the highways…

Dear Me

dear me, the 7th grade loser– you, with the short hair, tomboy embodied you, with the lazy eye, the knock-kneed girl you, with the bullied quiet demeanor you, with the anxiety, the unpopular everything you, who sits by herself, hiding you, whose moments will shape…

Morning Coffee

“Damn,” she muttered, pushing through the fog uncluttered. holding her canteen full of coffee, her bag loaded with toffee; down the misty dock she went. fast upon the hill she made her ascent, up the path made of concrete, what a momentous feat! she arrived…

Hill House

these dark halls deep secrets and meandering spirits years of misanthropic ghostly misfits the house in restless humor recalls frightful weather falls in rainfalls the solemn spirits befits the walls close up; this house commits the broken down spirits, trapped and held, there is sits…


Danny, by himself in these winter months, long carpeted hallways- cycling past doors Danny was not alone, the woman in 217, his mother, the twins Hallorann’s shine reached out … and they stayed with him forever © Nicole Harlow (grenbisous)


that deep sadness stays those long nights we laid awake our hearts, they feel the ache that loss decays our long lost moments, the faraway gaze we hadn’t know what was at stake one last long night before we wake one last long night before…

the dark box, it holds me in dirt on wooden lid panic sets in– match burns out © Nicole Harlow (grenbisous)

The Werewolf

the smiling silver disc hangs loftily above; spots of starlight peeking through; this night walking through the trees, the darkened path; footfalls soft at first, echoes down the darkened way; the beast’s hot breath upon my neck I run. keeping pace it howls claws reach…

The Silence

mountains starry dark skies shadows of night does beckon under the waterfalls it waits– silence. © Nicole Harlow (grenbisous)

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