The prompt today was from the delectable Eileen...do you remember when she didn't turn up at the Writers Thursday Morning and so we wrote as the prompt...
"Eileen is missing".
She was there this morning...and gave us a very apt one for the time of year.
"Things that go bump in the night".
Some scary ghoulish stories emerged.....some great poetry..and another chapter in the latest detective story by Liz Hedgecock.
Just back from the academic and intellectual air of the Poetry Festival Aldeburgh....
What did I write...I wrote a bit of doggerel.....
Thing that go Bump in the Night
Shut the door turn out the light
Snuggle down say night night
Head on the pillow eyes shut tight
End of another day.
Sleep doesn't come brain's in gear
Too many thoughts in your head I fear
Mindlessness needed a glass of beer?
Legs numb where you lie.
Lie on your left lie on your right
Lie on your back see if it might
Help you to drift off into the night
Dream a bit on the way.
Kick off the bedclothes far too warm
Stretch your neck stretch your arm
Count to eight could eat a barm!
Maybe you ought to pray
Him beside you roars like a bull
Give him a shove merciful lull
Silence again brain again full
Feel like you're going to cry.
All of a sudden a noise on the stairs
Wide awake now wonder who dares
Challenge the noise maker both of you glare
Hoping it just goes away.
Tiptoeing over turning the knob
Opening the door viewing the job
Sigh with relief it's only the dog
with his new slimey toy on the stair.
Back into bed shivery cold
Cuddle the pillow hottie now cold
Sheets in a tangle blankets now cold
May as well brew up some Char.
