A mystery whispered in whispers so slight, the pieces unraveled, set loose in the night. |
The hush of night, a stillness deep, Where shadows stretched and secrets creep. A dog barked in the distance, low, A mournful sound, a hint of woe. The salt was tipped over, a scattered spill, A whispered omen, a superstitious chill. An empty bird feeder, barren and stark, Where wings once fluttered, now only dark. The sound of wind chimes, a haunting refrain, A melody lost in the whispering rain. The mailbox was full, its contents unseen, What mysteries waited, what tales did it glean? A single light flickered, a beacon so frail, Against the unknowns that lay on the trail. A mystery whispered in whispers so slight, The pieces unraveled, set loose in the night. LINE COUNT: 16 Lines WRITTEN FOR: "WINNER AND NEW PROMPT DUE MONDAY FEB 26" PROMPT: Choose MYSTERY as one of your genres - which also means include some sort of mystery in your entry. Include all of these phrases in your story or poem - they can be in any order but they must be used exactly as below. and bolded: a dog barked the salt was tipped over an empty bird feeder sound of wind chimes the mailbox was full |