SATISFY ME… A November Writing Challenge… Creatures

“Oh yes, I can sense them out there.  Now, I need to probe further, signal and wait.”

Dun-dun-dun-dun…

Ping-ping-ping…

Dun-dun…

Fweeeeet-dun-dun…

Tot-tot-tot-tottatottatot…

-BONK-

“There it is!  That’s the response I’ve been looking for.”

As the prey neared life was about to get a whole lot sweeter.

Wings were lifted and expanded.  Flight was easy.  The perfect spot on the prey was identified and this was going to be easy.

“Time for penetration and relief…”

“Mmmmm…”

Bee Love Award…

Thank you Yeka, It’s All About Love, for nominating me for your heartfelt and precious award. Your gift to us, your readers, is truly God given and genuine!

GUIDELINES:

  1.    Attach the BEE LOVE AWARD LOGO on top of your post.
  2.    PIng back to YBP, IT’S ALL ABOUT LOVE.
  3.    Thank your fellow blogger who nominated you.
  4.    Share your Definition of LOVE and How You Live Out LOVE.
  5.    Nominate your  fellow bloggers who live out love and inspiration on WP.  (Love knows no limits, so nominate as many fellow bloggers you’d like to shine your light on!)

My definition of LOVE: God’s gift to humanity. One rule!

How I Live Out LOVE: By loving and forgiving often, usually beginning with myself!

My Nominations:

Jenna – The Sunshine Artist

Winnie – Musings

Richa – iScriblr

Dusty Boots

Susi – I Write Her

Zadi

SEASONS… a poem

green grass field near body of water

They gather in the rushes

Bent low in the howling wind

A storm brewing on the horizon

As seasons change again

We only have each other

In this there is no wrong

Stick close and stay together

For life is not so long

Love and show great kindness

When strangers cross your path

Another unknown story

Bared in the aftermath

With eyes turned towards the heavens

Caressing raindrops stoke your face

Give thanks to God above you

For a life so filled with grace

LEGION… a dark poem

human skull decors

Heavy-laden the storm clouds loom

High above the chaos

Deeper and wider the chasm swells

Like billowing sails of the ships of old

A siren’s song drifts with envy upon the wind

As the hoards prepare to feast

The blood moon drips apparitions of fear

Infiltrating the deepest of shadows

Once every 5000 years the hunter is set free

Mayhem holds the key to destruction

There is nowhere to hide

As even the dark cowers

Legion pierces the silence