The grasp of winter beckons
what calls us to our fears?
Dark branches!
Choose well my friends
it is very late and
the path is guarded by our tears.
Carol Carlisle 10/13/13
I often wonder did Spider Woman create the first witches by wrapping ends of branches in her web? What is it that frightens us about her dance around the edges of our gardens?
Daily prompt ask for an examination of Late. My prompt for you is Fears! Bhwa-ha-ha!

Unreasoning Fear
How subtly it changed-
a dimming of the lights
a menacing air that sent
shivers down my spine
then an alarm in my brain
screamed RUN,RUN
but my feet were deep
in molasses, clinging, sucking,
syrupy, slow motion betrayal.
Closer, closer the menace
slithered as I screamed
and fought the grasping,
entangling blanket
till finally awake
I waited for my heart
to beat normally again.
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Spin tinglingly wonderful! One of the best uses of syrupy ever! Could be the opening lines of a Dark and Stormy Night Challenge. May you have sweeter dreams all week. Thanks for sharing, Debi.
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Thanks for the great challenge!
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🙂
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