Challenge
Challenge of the Month XIV: May
Spirit World. Some call them ghosts, or angels, or guides. The Japanese call it Shinto. Cultures around the world call it Shamanism. Many call them the schizophrenic ravings of lunacy. Whatever you call it, or them, write about the unseen world of spirits. Fiction or non-fiction, poetry or Prose. $100 purse to our favorite entry. Outstanding entries will be shared with our publishing partners.
Swallow Me
Time lost all vestiges of me
as the fog crept into the land,
icicles of my heart formed
as phantom voices crooned,
transparency embraced
the absence of reason,
negligees of evening
uncoiled in lashed warnings,
naked eyes seeing, yet unseen,
masked ghosts along mossy earth,
smoke tendrils disguising the sun,
vines of spiraled thoughts,
broken heart of wanderlust moon,
negative forces swathing my world.
Come to me and touch me I implore
but I can’t see them in smothered soup,
echo chambers silenced by apparitions of
smoke and vapors – shadowed reminders
of muted shores and unknown spirits
Oh swallow me! Oh swallow me!
I can no longer fight that which
envelops me.