Author: Reena Saxena

I sit curled on my bed, clutching a broom, staring at the cobwebs appearing on the ceiling. I see no spiders, just cobwebs. How can that be? Where are the spiders? Cause and effect. I see the effect but what is the cause. I jump up on my bed and sweep the broom across the ceiling, yelling a battle cry as the cobwebs disintegrate and disappear from my sight. I sit down on the bed and yell in triumph and relief. I glance up and notice the cobwebs appearing again, doubling in frequency this time. They soon cover the ceiling and slowly start their descent down the wall creeping towards me. I jump up in hysteria, screaming in anger, swishing the broom against the wall, curling it upward towards the ceiling. No matter how much I sweep…

Her charm enticing him,

Hurriedly says, ” I do”,

Blushing bride,

Turns to reciprocate,

Clutching white heather for luck,

Audience gasp,

She screams,

Silhouette of paleness greets,

Zap.

27 words.

Acknowledgements :- Thank you Reena Saxena for running the Reena’s Exploration Challenge # 155 , this week the theme is “Horror”. Thank you Sammi Cox for running the Weekend Writing Prompt Challenge #177 , the word for the week is “Heather” and word limit is 27 words. Thank you Sadje for running the What Do You See Challenge #50, the challenge is to use the above picture as an inspiration for the piece. Thank you all for stopping by and reading.

Reena is the host for Reena’s Exploration Challenge #155.
Reena says– Horror is a genre we haven’t touched in the Exploration Challenge prompts as yet.. I make an effort to conquer my own inhibitions and discomfort with horror.Explore your psyche to see if you love something so short, or take a longer route to build up anticipation and fear.

Maria was annoyed as she entered her house, hands full of grocery bags and medical supplies. She had knocked and rang the doorbell repeatedly, waiting for her fiancé Erik to open the door. He must have fallen asleep on the first floor guest bedroom, she groused mentally.

Relieved of her burden, she went in search of her six year old. The house seemed a little quiet.
No TV, no whispering. Nothing. Was Rachel taking a nap as well?
Maria frowned. Her daughter was…

Not all is what meets the eye.

Tired little bird
Burdened by clouded portends
Fleeing the seasons
A fog besieges each day
Charged with electrons of doom

The crystal ball frees true sight – 6wordstory

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This week none of my posts were prompted. But I loved all my favourite prompts and had a fear of missing out.

So I challenged myself today, to write something that encompasses them all, thus this tanka.

• Sadje’s what do you see photo prompt – the photo of the little bird.
• Colleen’s weekly challenge – explore the tanka form of poetry.
• Bubble’s twenty word Tuesday – “electric”(the tanka is also twenty words)
• Reena’s exploration challenge – “Horror”(the portends of doom)
• Eugi’s weekly prompt – “crystal ball”
• Shweta’s six word story prompt – “Free”

I really hope I did all these justice,

Stay safe everyone and stay loving.
Happy Sunday. Go forth and enjoy it.