Jim Sponseller

The Full Moon Rises, A Foto Flash Fiction

The rays of the moon beamed through the slats of the barn siding where Simon had chained himself once again. He could not be allowed to hurt anyone else and he knew of no way to end this curse, save death. He had too much hope for that. The transformation took him, snarling in painContinue reading “The Full Moon Rises, A Foto Flash Fiction”

Could It Be Heaven?, A Tale For Monstrous Halloween

Running late, as usual, I grabbed my keys and rushed out the door. Instead of my garage I walked into a white covered land. I quickly turned back and tried the front door instead. Again the white colored land stood before me. Oh great! Now I’m really going to be late, I thought to myself.Continue reading “Could It Be Heaven?, A Tale For Monstrous Halloween”

Thanks For The Call, Dad – Monstrous Halloween

This post is prompted by the Monstrous Halloween series of writing prompts #9, The phone rings at midnight, who’s calling? I thought I had better lead off with that as the introduction because this isn’t my usual little poems and short stories. ———————- The phone rings at midnight, who’s calling? My father, I would hope.Continue reading “Thanks For The Call, Dad – Monstrous Halloween”

Nearly Bare, A Holding On Poem

Nearly bare, this branch below, Home to just this pod, Leaves have gone, not much to show, Still it’s holding on, Reaching out, into the sky, With this bit of red, Allowed this branch, to catch my eye, And see it’s not yet dead. ———————————- This mostly bare branch caught my eye, waving in wind.Continue reading “Nearly Bare, A Holding On Poem”