So the latest in the way of a Quadrille prompt at dVerse Poets is this one that asks for your 44 worder, this time around to include the word “Boo”, a something for a “pre-Halloween hullabaloo”.
Now let me explain what follows.
As I was working on the beginnings of this with an eventual thought coming to mind of current everyday nightmarish “Boo’s”, Cricket, my cat, who you have met here in the Attic before (one of my two, along with Bella, though obviously Cricket the more creative one) thought to get up out of my lap and involve herself in the writing process again with her own stepped thoughts which really are as they look in the first half of this.
All I did was finish it up for her (I think she may have even been offering to help cleanse this a bit with the 8’s after reading a little on the possible significance of 8’s ) and it is still 44 “words”.
Then I got to mine.
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Cricket the Cat poet
Stepping in tongues and Boo Moons
“Boo////////////////////////////////////////////////////8/8/8/8/8/8/8/8/8’”
said the season
Off/ering to frighten
Ag/ain
But just
corn mazes for fun
and snuck kisses
A/nd Halloween h/a21?”+?”+?”+?”+?”+?”+?”+?”+?”+?”+?”+?”+?”+?”+?”+?”+?”+?”+?”+?”+?”+?”/+?”+?”+?”+?”+?”+?”+?”+?”+?”+?”+?”+?”+?”+?”+?”+?”+?”+?”+?”+?”+?”+?”+?”/+?”+?”+?”+?”+?”+?”+?”+
/rmless haunts
But nothing frightens more this season
than
blind mice
and orange taunts
even keyboard cats stepping in tongues
with questions
can’t relieve
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Boo Blood Moon
“Boo!” said the season
offering to frighten
you
again
but
just with corn mazes and snuck kisses for fun
and Halloween housed harmless runs
but nothing to frighten more this season
than orange warning’s
bellows of demise
with a blood orange Moon to rise
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