• Michelle S. Kennedy

Susanna Leonard Hill's 9th Annual Halloweensie Contest 2019!

Many thanks to Susanna Leonard Hill for hosting this creative contest and to all the fabulous prize donators!

To learn more about it click here: https://susannahill.com/2019/10/10/boo-announcing-the-9th-annual-halloweensie-writing-contest/


NOTE: To comment on my entry please scroll ALL THE WAY DOWN to the bottom of the page and you'll see the comment section below where it says 'recent posts'. Thanks!


I WON HONORABLE MENTION FOR MULTIPLE ENTRIES:

https://susannahill.com/2019/11/21/the-2019-halloweensie-contest-winners/

MUST USE THE FOLLOWING WORDS (or a variation of each): Potion, Cobweb, Trick


Here are my entries:


A SPIDER'S COBWEB TALE (WC- 98)

By Michelle S. Kennedy


In a dank and dusty corner

a little cobweb barely seen,

was crying so profusely

he was heard by Witch Maxine.


She looked around and found him-

a tired spider on his net.

Clearly old, he looked like mold

all dripping in his sweat!


“You poor thing! Witch Maxine said.

“I’ll make a weaving potion

so you can build much faster, dear

instead of in slow-motion!”


She mixed a small concoction.

“Now, this should do the trick!”

With that, he started spinning fast.

His web grew large and thick.


“Happy Halloween!” she trilled.

Then vanished on her stick.





THE LITTLE COBWEB WITH BIG DREAMS (WC- 88)

By Michelle S. Kennedy


I am a little cobweb,

so small I can’t be seen.

I have a dream- for Halloween,

but fate must intervene!

I need a special potion

or a fancy magic trick!

Then I can grow like rising dough

and be Great Witch’s pick!


On Halloween she takes

the biggest cobweb she can find,

then uses it to decorate

and scare the humankind!


For now, I’m small and least of all,

but maybe dreams come true.

I hope, I pray, that on that day

I’ll get to frighten YOU!


A POTION GONE WRONG! (WC- 87)

By Michelle S. Kennedy


The persnickety old witch patiently waited

for her magic trick-potion to work

On Halloween night, she howled in delight

as her smugness gave way to a smirk.


She tried not to coo when she sipped on her brew

and patted her cat, Arafat.

Quickly she fainted. Her stew had been tainted

by cobwebs mixed into her vat!

When she awoke, it was sadly no joke-

Her nose was inside of her cheek!

But lucky for her, her eyes were a blur

so she couldn’t critique her physique!









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