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Philip Wardlow is a burgeoning ever growing writer and poet delving into all the various aspects of the human condition. His writing tastes run to the Erotic most recently. In the recent past he has written to the Dark Urban Fantasy & Horror Genre which he still loves as well. He likes to dabble in all the various forms of poetry; from the sexy to the humorous, to the profound and beautifully sentimental and reflective. He has only been at this chosen path for a few of years and has produced one Novella published as an Ebook on Amazon called “Roadkill”. He has submitted and continues to submit various stories and poetry works to publications for consideration. Philip is working on a collection of Erotic Poetry due out in 2021 in ebook form and perhaps in paperback. He is also concurrently working hard on his other passion; photography. Philip believes he can have each foot planted in two distinctly different worlds of creativity there by inciting new ideas and growth at the same time in both.
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Triad of Horror in Haikus – 30 Day Halloween Poem Challenge – Poem #24,25,26

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PasstheTorch
Blade of souls passes,
from old to young hands gladly
to cut future fates.
Blackcat
A friend to shadows.
Tracks of misfortune follow
feline on the prowl.
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I see you creeping,
Big eyes, sharp teeth, wicked smile
Waiting for a hug
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Haunted House – 30 Day Halloween Challenge Poem #23

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In my youth,

on a dare, I walked up  the crumbling steps to a dilapidated house.

Why?  Because I was bold, fearless, and a little

touched in the head.

I pushed at the door,

The hinges squealed like the tortuous squeals

of pain inflicted a hundredfold.

My two friends stood there in the front yard like tall petrified blades of grass,

looking on, probably wondering how far I would take their dare.

“Go inside,” they said “and say Trick-or-Treat.”

So I had went, to  the dark threshold  to the

mouth of a house, said to have seen murder and mayhem

many years hence.

Then I did cross to the inside.

All was quiet.

Darkness advanced through the windows as

the sun finally set behind the dead trees outside.

Tattered curtains fluttered as the wind flowed

through broken panes of glass.

I was sure time had slowed. I had entered another dimension,

stepped into the netherworld where only ghosts lived.

Yet I felt no fear…only a calm curiosity to see

what might happen next.

Footfalls fell upon the floorboards, almost

skipping as if in play.

A little girl’s laughter filled my ears

as my bag of candy was pulled from my grasp.

“Trick or Treat?”  I asked, already  knowing the

answer to my question was both.

She materialized before me, munching on

a piece candy  she had found in my bag.

I watched, mesmerized as I saw the contents of

the candy go down her throat  through the opaqueness

that encompassed her form.

“No taste” she said sadly to no one.

Her eyes turned dark, reflecting a lonliness

compiled in a century of misery in this dank

forgotten home.

“Take this.” I said, handing her my sword and pirate hat.

“Happy Halloween, for tonight is your night…” I whispered.

She smiled a devlish grin and bowed, returning my

bag  of candy back to me.

“A treat indeed.” she said, laughing

and swinging her pirate sword,

lost in her world of make believe

as she slowly dissolved away.

I smiled a secret smile as I walked

down the steps to my friends,

and began to tell them of

my encounter they would

never really believe.

by Philip Wardlow

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Missing her….

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Oldman

 

 

Yeah, I’m overly dramatic….so what…:)

One more day until she gets on a plane…

Hope you had lots of fun though babe.

Stay safe…and watch out for the monkeys….damn monkeys.

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Witch Hunt- 30 Day Halloween Poem Challenge Poem #22

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Sister,  sister, you’re dead now. 
known as only ashes buried deep in a cold shallow
grave at the top of a lonely hill…
I saw you burn hotter than the sun, tied to a stake
worse than a dog was ever done.
Sister,  your shrieks still fill my ears from
that day, as they continued to pile on the wood to your funeral pyre.
I saw them laugh as the flames rose ever higher and higher.
I could only salt the earth with my tears for I was far too young.
Far too young  to save  a lighted soul such as yours being wronged.
My own darkened that day,
blacker than a shipbuilder’s pitch.
A witch you never were, but now
a witch I have become,
and tonight I hunt.
Hunt for the many ones,
and oh they will surely see a witch
tonight of the like they
have never seen.
By Philip Wardlow 2016
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Killer Girlfriend- 30 Day Halloween Poem Challenge Poem #21

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Huntress

I knew the moment I spied you

that the devil lived behind those blues.

How long ago did you trap him, for

I see he’s itching to play.

It’s clear from our encounter,

your a girl who  can handle her boomstick

when it goes off with a kick.

Your grip on the gun is tight but loose as

silver bullets fill it, along with a gleam.

You smile that smile that I could die for as the

full moon rises, and

the day descends to glorious night.

My hand takes yours as we roam

the dank castle far beneath in the catacombs.

I’ll take the hammer,  you take the stake

as we take out a vampire or two on our first date.

When other monster’s wish to interlude upon

our first kiss your casual air and

sadistic flair with an axe

cannot be denied as the crimson droplets fly

in the midnight air….Oh, I think I’m in love!

Let’s not dawdle, let’s not hesitate in our fate.

For we have a rendezvous, me and you, and it involves

Frankenstein and the Wolfman’s  heads

on a plate.

by Philip Wardlow

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30day Halloween Poem Challenge Poem#18, 19 , 20

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Skeleton Jig

They hold hands at night

and dance a little jig in the graveyard.

White as bone they say because that’s

all they are.

Skeletons gotta have just a bit of fun.

What would you do on Halloween if you were dead?

Do little a jig, make a little love…get down tonight.

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Road and the Darkness

I can’t say why the darkness consoles me.

No fear exists as shadows flow around

and enscroll my body

in etchings of lonliness

and comforting coldness

which is all I’ve ever known.

I shall walk this long  road in silent  solace and perhaps find my

answer in the ravens which

circle overhead.

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Slipping Mask

The negative of me is the mask that I remove

when no one is looking.

It slips on and off so easily.

I forget at times which one is in control.

Perhaps one day I shall show you that piece of me

But would you run away screaming?

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Fig Tree Camp and the Maasai Day #9 and 10 Continued…

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I promised to tell you yesterday about what my wife what was doing on Day #9 and #10 of her trip to Kenya…

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She has traveled to the Masai Mara Game Reserve.  It is an extension of the Great Serengeti Plain  – its considered the most stunning game viewing spot in all of Kenya: lions, giraffes, zebras, elephants and other wildlife reside here.

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Her tent sits right in the middle of the wildlife at the edge of  it all.

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On Day #9 Hopefully she had a fun festive night attending a traditional Bush Dinner featuring a Masai Dance performance –

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Today, day #10  she would have went out on full game drive and had a nice picnic lunch…and return just in time to the Masai Mara for sunset.

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Here she is…! Day #9 and 10

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Joseph, her Massai friend in Kenya with TIsha

FIRST OFFICAL PIC OF MY WIFE ON HER NATIVE SOIL OF AFRICA!….Well she would call it her native soil anyways…:)

Tisha visited one of her closest friends she met through Facebook who lives in Kenya.  His name is Joseph who is of the Maasai Tribe in Kenya. 

Hey, it’s our Anniversary today Oct 20th,  and she’s on a date with another man…what gives!…:)

Notice the hat Joseph is wearing…yeah Tisha got that for him….she’s a big Detroit Tigers fan.

He came to visit her at the latest lodge she is staying at.  I will post on that topic tomorrow perhaps and let her as well, when  she returns with more pics…:)

Happy Anniversary Babe! Love ya!

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Hellhounds – 30 Day Hallowen Challenge Poem #17

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Demondogs

Hellhounds –

Known by many names,

Gwyllgi, the Dog of Darkness,

Black Schuck,  the Dog of Doom,

Dip, the little black hairy one who likes

to drink blood.

All hellhounds, demon dogs, omens of death

cast from the same malformed

misbegotten blackened molds.

An acrid, odorous smell precedes them,

brimstone wafts in their wake as they stalk

lost souls in the great hunt.

Paw prints burned into cold dead stone

give away their passage.

Eyes yellow of  burnished  bright gold.

or eyes of red, glowing like hot coals

Eyes that seek and search.

Be you the one?

Lost?

If so ,they shall drag you down and through

Hell’s doors where in your

new home you shall dwell

evermore.

By Philip Wardlow

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Valley, Mountains, Lakes and Waterfalls… Day #7 and #8 of My Wife’s Kenya Safari

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Great Rift Valley Lodge

 

I have recently been in contact with my wife indirectly and very briefly on Facebook when she arrived at her last location during  day #5 and 6 of her trip at the Mt. Kenya Safari Club.

She says she is doing good. Tired but good.  And she told me she had an incident with a monkey.  Incident with a Monkey!!  WTH!   But that’s all I got. No story…guess we will have to wait until she gets back to hear the rest.

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NOW she has traveled onto the Great Rift Valley.  And this thing is big…I’m talking 3,000 Miles long extending from Israel and through Kenya to end in Mozambique to the south.

In addition, her location in Kenya puts her at the higest point where the Rift runs at  6,000 Feet high.

She is staying at the aptly named Great Rift Valley Lodge… and she seems to be getting spoiled…AGAIN. Where the hells the roughing coming in it yet?  Now I’m not asking her to run out in the wild  stripped to her bare nothings to find the nearest cave torub two sticks together for warmth.  Well that would be an experience….hmmmm.

I will give her a  break…she has been roughing it enough already I’m sure…she needed this.

So with out further adieu check out some of the area she will be exploring in the Great Rift Valley.

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White Rhino in Lake Nakuru
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Nyahururu Falls

 

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