Category: #Poetry

SUSANNA LEONARD HILL’S 10TH ANNUAL CONTEST!!!

                                             Photo Credit: Susanna Leonard Hill

“The Contest: write a 100 word Halloween story appropriate for children (children here defined as 12 and under) (title not included in the 100 words), using the words skeleton, creep, and mask. Your story can be scary, funny, sweet, or anything in between, poetry or prose, but it will only count for the contest if it includes those 3 words and is 100 words (you can go under, but not over!) Get it? Halloweensie – because it’s not very long and it’s for little people 🙂 (And yes, I know 100 words is short, but that’s part of the fun and the challenge! We got over 325 fantastic entries last year, so I know you can do it!) Also, you may use the words in any form – e.g. skeletons, creepy/crept, masked/unmasked, what have you 🙂 NO ILLUSTRATION NOTES PLEASE! ” 

POTION FOR AN UNMASKED SKELETON    (Word Count – 77)

Jiggle, jiggle bones and joints;
Steam rise and finger points.
Portion of a Halloween creep,
In the kettle stir and steep;
Hip of ghost and skull of bat,
Spine of witch and purr of cat,
Adam’s ribs and Mummy’s arm,
Vampire’s leg and owl’s charm,
For a creature formed with joints,
Like a trickster groans and points.

Jiggle, jiggle bones and joints;
Steam rise and finger points.
Chill in mold with gelatin,
To form an unmasked skeleton.

Photo Credit: https://lydialukidis.wordpress.com/fall-writing-frenzy-contest-2020
Image 4   Word Count: 200       This is an entry for an October challenge, Kidlit Fall Writing Frenzy hosted by Kaitlyn Leann Sanchez and Lydia Lukidis       
     

          “Are we seriously doing this on the floor?” Jill asked as she knelt down.
          “Stop complaining.” her sister responded. “This cranberry sauce looks disgusting.”
          “You look disgusting. Do those black nails mean you still have the plague?”
          “That does it!” Beatrice replied. “I’m done with you.”
          “Oh, grow up.”
          “You grow up, “ Beatrice said. “Hey. There’s no plate for the rolls.”
          “Here. Use this towel,” Jill said as she threw one at Beatrice’s face.
          “You’re so annoying. This will look ridiculous.”
          “You look ridiculous.”
          “Positions ladies,” the photographer said, adding leaves and an apple. “Jill, maybe hold the fork and knife over the top like you’re going to cut another piece?”
           “Jill!” Beatrice stared at her sister’s hands. “Where’s your engagement ring?”
          Jill started to cry.
          “I’m so sorry,” Beatrice said.
          “Yeah. Don’t tell mom yet.”
          “Of course not, sweetie.”
          “Beatrice, hold the cranberry sauce higher,” the photographer said.
          “Would anyone really eat all these carbs?” Beatrice wondered, “Pumpkin pie, pumpkin cake, and freaky conjoined rolls?”
          “Yeah. Looks like everyone is supposed to tear the bread?”
          “Can you say community spread?” Beatrice said. “Hey, get your mask up over your nose.”
          “Oh bother.”
          “You bother.”
         “Okay ladies. Say cheese!”

                      SUSANNA LEONARD HILL’S 9TH ANNUAL CONTEST!!!

                                             Photo Credit: Susanna Leonard Hill

Sally saw Tuffet turn the jack-o-lantern off

And waited and watched from afar.

He’s playing a trick, that brother of mine.

I’ll turn his game upside down.

She quietly crept up the side of the gourd

Entering through one of the eyes.

Then carefully crafted her cobweb of silk

And lay down to plot her next move.

Soon Tuffet charged in on his eight wiggly legs

And bellowed a ferocious loud BOO!

But Sally had finished her potion by then

Causing Tuffet to yell, “Who are you?”

“I’m Little Miss Muffet, you silly young spider

Who’s frightening her Tuffet away!”

Author’s note: this story was written for the 9th Annual Halloweensie Contest for Children’s Writers, created by Susanna Leonard Hill.