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The Ghastly Anthology of Terribly Bad Luck and Horrid Misfortune

The Ghastly Anthology of Terribly Bad Luck and Horrid Misfortune. By L.S Hetherington The best things in life are free… But so are the worst.

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The Ghastly Anthology of Terribly Bad Luck and Horrid Misfortune

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  1. The Ghastly Anthology of Terribly Bad Luck and Horrid Misfortune By L.S Hetherington The best things in life are free… But so are the worst...

  2. The world is full of wonderful, happy things, but every bright existence has a dark side. The sea sparkles and glistens, waves rolling and gulls calling. But how many lives has it taken? How many ships has it sunk? An aeroplane takes innocent human beings to wherever they need to go, and delivers them back to their homes. But what can go wrong? The writing that follows acknowledges the dark side with a tilt of a vintage black top hat and a smile of red-stained teeth.

  3. Haiku Ground getting closer Roof fading into the sky Too close to the edge. Hands held steadily Machete raised readily Time is running out… Roam the gloomy streets Psycho killer on the loose Run run run away.

  4. So Much Depends On This Single Shot So much depends on this single shot Fatally fast and lethally sharp Flying through the air Red Wheelbarrow Style

  5. Ekphrastic ( Picture Poem) The Kraken Rum soaked pirates, caught by surprise The captain dons his hat and cries “Alas the dreaded black spot is here The terrible beastie is upon us I fear” Screaming crew, firing of guns Being a pirate, now doesn’t seem fun The cannons fire, the kraken just roars Scrambling for boats, finding the oars While tension rises to as high as can be Blue as sky, the Caribbean Sea Innocent gulls look on and call The ship enters the deep, masts, sails and all.

  6. Struck by a moment The Woods at Night At night unknown creatures crawl At night the shadows slink At night cruel fear enters us all At night our hearts, they sink At night the dark leaves hide a dozen eyes At night the coldness seeps At night the wind it screams and cries At night death prowls and creeps At night in the woods At night a different place At night its understood Your steps you should retrace.

  7. Metaphor The Metal Beast The wings of the beast did shudder and duck It roared and hissed, run out of luck It swished a pointy tail and shook a large strong head Its heartbeat did rise Blinking yellow eyes The aeroplane was dead.

  8. Personification Shadows Found to convene in the corner Silently whisper away Fester and spread at the coming of night Recoil at the sight of the day. They swallow whatever does near them From children to puppies and toys Slink over the floorboards with expertise ease Smothering all forms of noise. Lurking in the wardrobe In nightmares coming alive Concealing murderers and thieves Taking what we need to survive.

  9. The Monster I am hiding From a monster In a house That’s probably haunted I am waiting For the beast To discover my hiding place I am wondering If he’s hungry Will he eat me up As I sit here I am fearing The nightfall When the world will become dark Present continuous tense

  10. extra Water and Falls The reeds swish and sway The clock ticks away Eddying water rushes on past The debris is large and shoots by so fast The old wooden structure is bruised and sore The wise, waving trees look on in awe Drifting farther away from the land Floating out deeper than originally planned They start to spin Their chances are slim But they come to a stop Held fast by a rock Looking down into a whirlpool of trouble Fears on the rise and terror does bubble The birds start to cackle, one and then all The wooden base crumbles and the boat starts to fall The wind is rising, its volume at top Time itself has come to a stop Their lives flash before their eyes The oldest one screams, the younger one cries The rocks at the bottom snarl with glee What happens next may be frightening to see.

  11. About The Author LILY SIMKE HETHERINGTON lives in POTTSVILLE but would rather spend time in places such as BRISBANE. Born in TOOWOOMBA on the 11th OF APRIL 1998, she is 14 YEARS OLD . She enjoys READING (Emily the Strange, Skulduggery Pleasant), WRITING, WATCHING MOVIES (Sherlock Holmes, Pirates of the Caribbean, The Avengers, Harry Potter, Edward Scissorhands, The Dark Knight), MAKING MOVIES (Bob the Builder Reborn), LISTENING TO MUSIC (My Chemical Romance, The Cure) and DRAWING.

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