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Suspiration – #Gothic #FlashFiction for #Halloween

24 Sunday Oct 2021

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Halls stained with silent shadows and serrating whispers bled into the dimness of the icy ether as the glimmer of light from beyond cracked glass panes struggled to permeate the chill. Amid the perturbed hush, a suspiration of frosty air snaked its away along the columns and cold, gray stone; reaching for what lay beyond its grasp; hoping for one last connection with what was long since lost.

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~Morgan~

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Beautiful photograph found on Google Images. Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the original Photographer. Thank You~

Halloween Thrills and Chills

30 Friday Oct 2020

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I’ve left it late.  Typically, I share all sorts of delightfully ghoulish goodies throughout the entire month of October, but this year …well, this year is 2020 and I’ll leave it right there.

So in penance, I will be sharing Halloween for the next 24 hours.  If you don’t like the ghostly gibbers or sneaking sensations, run now! 🙂

If you do enjoy them, then get ready for BnV-tober! LOL Because for the next entire day, I am about to flood the airways with Freakish Flash Fiction, Ponderous Poetry, Spine-tingling short stories, and..well, you get the idea 😉

and of course….Happy Halloween!

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~Morgan~

Periphery – #Halloween #100WordStories #FlashFiction

31 Thursday Oct 2019

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She stood beyond the borders of periphery; a figment of possibility whispering on the shifting tides. Immersed in shadows, she was less than ethereal; an unremembered thought, waiting. Existing in the place between reality and the beyond, she was less than a sigh; more transitory than the fleeting light of evening. No sound escaped her as she gazed with solemnity at the darkness leaking into the void she occupied. Its inexorable progression mirrored the panic welling within while a scream more horrific than that ebon nothingness pierced her unmoving chest.

Light was gone. All that remained was darkness.

And Silence.

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~Morgan~

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Image found on Google. Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the original photographer. Thank You~

Entombed – #Halloween #Poetry

31 Tuesday Oct 2017

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Entombed

In Tune with all that turns and spirals,
Songs detracting from the depths Unknown,
Haunting lute Enchanting the feral,
Moving the Earth under grass New Grown.

Tides that Shift the murky Twilight
In pitch and marrow, shuddering the Core,
Tarot Speaks when Belief Kisses night,
Tripping down the tumbling steps of Yore.

Careful, Ye who Fancy adventure,
Marvel long and Entrenched Ye Shall Be,
Entombed in mossy banks, Premature,
Locked and Staring outward Eternally.

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Periphery – #Halloween #100WordStories #FlashFiction

26 Thursday Oct 2017

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She stood beyond the borders of periphery; a figment of possibility whispering on the shifting tides.  Immersed in shadows, she was less than ethereal; an unremembered thought, waiting.  Existing in the place between reality and the beyond, she was less than a sigh; more transitory than the fleeting light of evening.  No sound escaped her as she gazed with solemnity at the darkness leaking into the void she occupied.  Its inexorable progression mirrored the panic welling within while a scream more horrific than that ebon nothingness pierced her unmoving chest.

Light was gone.  All that remained was darkness.

And Silence.

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~Morgan~

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Image found on Google.  Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the original photographer. Thank You~

Echoes – #DailyHaikuChallenge -#Halloween #Poetry

07 Saturday Oct 2017

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The Forgotten Cry

Whispers shouted at the moon

In Crimson Echoes

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To take part in the Daily Haiku Challenge see  The Original Post from Day One

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Day 337 / 365

 

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Beautiful Photograph found on Google.  Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the original photographer.  Thank You~

#FridayFantasy – Transfixed – #50WordStories

06 Friday Oct 2017

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Shadows writhed against the blackness as the echoes of the unremembered cried into the silence.  Staring into the flames, we were transfixed; bound through the enigma of what we thought was enrapturing.  Little did we know our souls stood still, listening to those we chose to neither see nor acknowledge.

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~Morgan~

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Image found on Google. Credit Gratefully acknowledged to the original photographer.  Thank You~

#FridayFeyDay – Suspiration – #Gothic #FlashFiction

28 Friday Apr 2017

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Halls stained with silent shadows and serrating whispers bled into the dimness of the icy ether as the glimmer of light from beyond cracked glass panes struggled to permeate the chill.  Amid the perturbed hush, a suspiration of frosty air snaked its away along the columns and cold, gray stone; reaching for what lay beyond its grasp; hoping for one last connection with what was long since lost.

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~Morgan~

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Beautiful photograph found on Google Images.  Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the original Photographer.   Thank You~

Those We Do Not Speak Of – Lingering – #Spirituality and #HauntedPlaces

31 Monday Oct 2016

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Lingering

(Let me begin by saying Sorry, this is rather lengthy….my apologies)

Over the past few days we’ve taken a closer look at Ghosts, Spirits, Specters, Apparitions, the Afterlife, Communication and the notion of The Essence and where it goes.

Charles Dickens had an interesting notion. As Jacob Marley so eloquently put it: “It is required of every man that the spirit within him should walk abroad among his fellow men and travel far and wide and If that spirit goes not forth in life, it is condemned to do so after death! It is doomed to wander through the world! Oh, woe is me! And witness what it cannot share but MIGHT HAVE SHARED on Earth and turned to happiness!” Possible…yes. Continue reading →

Those We Do Not Speak Of – Shadows -#Spirituality and #HauntedPlaces

30 Sunday Oct 2016

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Shadows

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There are many places in this world that have a reputation for being haunted or evil. Native Americans, as well as other ancient cultures throughout the world, name many places as cursed or avoid them because they understand how dangerous they are, but why? Is it perhaps because these places are inhabited by Negative Energy; by demons for lack of a better name? If we Believe there is Positive Perfected Energy, then the opposite must also be true, but what happens to these places infested by shadows and what happens to us when we choose to live there?

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Those We Do Not Speak Of – Shades of Gray- #Spirituality and #Afterlife

29 Saturday Oct 2016

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Shades of Gray

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Where does the Essence go once it departs our physical body? Does it consciously decide whether to go towards the Light or remain in the earthly plane? Are we in control of what happens to our Essence or does energy return to Energy, from which it sprung? Continue reading →

Those We Do Not Speak Of – Communication – #Spirituality and #Clairvoyance

29 Saturday Oct 2016

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Communication

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Communication.  What is it exactly?  How does communication happen and in what ways do we understand each other.   Oxford tells us it is:  The imparting or exchanging of information or news; a letter or message containing information; and/or the successful conveying or sharing of ideas and feelings.  So, according to this, communication depends upon two or more parties being involved; accepting a transference of information, ideas or emotions; and the success of that conveyance. Continue reading →

Those We Do Not Speak Of – What is the Essence? – #Spirituality and #Afterlife

28 Friday Oct 2016

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Before continuing on, I should like to say that I am delighted you are as interested as I am about this subject and are willing to share this journey with me and others, who, like you, are also curious. As we travel along, I will ask many questions; any and all of which you are free to comment on (and I hope you will) or even take that particular question and write your own post or poem with your thoughts and ideas about it.  If you do, I would love if you might link back to the original post so we are all able to stay connected, but I feel this is a wonderful way to expand the conversation.  I am looking forward to our discussions and hope you will continue to find Those We Do Not Speak Of compelling.

Now, let’s take a moment to talk about What is The Essence…. Continue reading →

Those We Do Not Speak Of – Believing – #Spirituality and #Death

27 Thursday Oct 2016

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TWDNSof1

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Seems the best time of the year for A Review of my Brief Series…

Let me begin by saying:  this post kicks off a new series.  One which I have felt led to explore and one which will ask for YOUR input.  I have spoken with many of you over the past few years and have discovered a common ground among us.  A subject about which we all have questions, so I would like to open a conversation, but a conversation cannot take place with only one involved.  If you find yourself curious about the unknown; if you have had experiences that made you “say hmmmmm”; if you find yourself asking questions to which there are no “rational” answers, then this series may be of interest to you.  And although this initial post may be longer than most, I’d like to begin by setting a foundation. Continue reading →

#FridayFictioneers – Glimmers – #FlashFiction

21 Wednesday Sep 2016

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The house was old, a shadow of its former splendor.  Shadows seeped into its corners and cobwebs crossed its many halls, the only traffic those once busy corridors now saw.  A pale spectacle of late afternoon sunlight coaxed its way through the window perilously perched above the grand staircase, illuminating the past along with the present.

She stood, gazing upwards as clairvoyance whispered round her; suspirations of yesterday floating upon the stale atmosphere like ghosts.  Suspended above the stairs in a fragment of memory only she could see, a banner of sparkling light transposed the dimness.

Glimmers of yesterday, shouting.

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Genre:  Fiction

Word Count: 100

Every Wednesday we get a new picture prompt for the Friday Fictioneers, a writing challenge to spin a tale of exactly 100 words, graciously hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. This is my contribution.

Also, as part of #WritingforWriters Wednesdays.  Interested in taking part of this challenge…visit Rochelles blog for info 🙂  Or click the link below

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PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot