#RWThe13WritingChallenge Collected.

The first #RWThe13WritingChallenge has been completed. A spooky time and we had four participants. Not bad for a first-time event. And I have to say it was a rather poorly put together challenge. My challenges never go well the first time around. It usually takes a couple of times to get them smoothed out. So just think, two years from now, I might have put it out there the right way.

halloween challenge collected image

Thanks to those participating. Please visit and read their work. If you still want to give it a go now, just write something that has one of the following word counts:

13
113
213
313
413
513

It can be poetry or prose. Pingback or copy and paste a link in the comments below.

EASTELMHURST.A.GO.GO: Choose Wisely Left, right, fragrant, or familiar?

Frank Hubeny | Poetry, Short Prose and Walking:  Draining the Swamp  Not sure who voted for who but apparently the raucous rabble-rousers in this piece aren’t happy about it.

Arthur Richardson: Closing Time  Dymond goes pubbing on All Hallow’s Eve. Pint or punt? He might need to think quickly.

Ronovan Writes: Dance Till Dawn A little poem about the devil and the myth that was told.

 

Late to the party but here nonetheless

Alice | Malham Magna: World Peace Not fiction, I hope, but 13 words of what should be relatable for everyone.

 

 

Orange Letter with qwill and ink on black background.

Ronovan Writes The13 Writing Challenge

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Dance Till Dawn – a Poetry Story for the #RWThe13WritingChallenge.

Dance Till Dawn
by Ronovan

Are you old and decrepit

or aged and wise?

Are you young and foolish

or idiot in disguise?

 

No matter your answer,

you’ll be pleased to know,

The devil is in you,

way deep in your soul.

 

He travels your pathways,

sees through your eyes.

He kills your darlings

and thrills your lies.

 

Your betraying glances

are his to play and toy.

Making his days fun,

and his nights to enjoy.

 

In either day or night,

matters not to he.

He’ll help dig your grave,

dance on it with glee.

 

But this tale fear not,

a myth to be sure.

The devil doesn’t dance,

but your writhing and twisting?          It holds an allure.


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Orange Letter with qwill and ink on black background.My writing with 113 Word Count for the,

Ronovan Writes The13 Writing Challenge

Theme: Spooky. Challenge: Write your style/choice with a word count of 13/113/213/313/413 or 513. It can be more, but try to stick with these. Title not included in wordcount. Pingback here or to the challenge prompt by clicking the link in blue, orange, and black (the link just above these plain text sentences.

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Dance till dawn poetry image. Orange letters on black background. Orange quill and inkwell.