Valentine's Day Horror!

Hello! With Valentine's Day so close, I thought I'd post some (hopefully different) prompts and if you feel so inclined and inspired, please pick a prompt and share your work here. Also, feel free to make up your own prompts or twists on Valentine's Day and post them :)

Prompt 1:
- You find out that the person you've fallen in love with is not who they really claim to be.

Prompt 2:
- You and your significant other are on a date when you witness a murder.

Prompt 3:
- You did not receive a candy from anyone on Valentine's Day. Whether you're a child (or adult because hey, don't must of us love candy?), write about how this affects you.

Prompt 4:
- Write a poem that includes the words "spine", "rib cage", "blood", "throat", "delicacy" and "caramel".

Prompt 5:
- You and your partner are murdered on Valentine's day and stay on the Earth as ghosts. After all, you are both inseparable. Who do you choose to haunt?

Prompt 6:
- Write about a Valentine's Day dinner at home that went horribly wrong. Include one mention of a pet, a pop song and the smoke detector going off.

Prompt 7:
- You're an alien species that is being murdered by the human race. Humans don't understand that some of you are good, that you even have morals. You've fallen in love with a human and have put them in danger. What do you do?

Prompt 8:
- Your love poems and love letters from the past and present come alive, taking a frightening physical form. They will not leave you alone; how do you quell these monsters?

Prompt 5:

We were few steps early...

I was still admiring the roses
within my hands
and I believe your gaze
was fixed on me.

The wind blew..

Blood flowed...

And our bodies
met the pavement
that somehow
was warm.

Like a goodbye
a hug...

Or maybe
welcoming us..

In to a world were
we became one..

inseparable...

In the shadows
of lovers,
we rested....

prompt 8:

with every step you take,
my heart beats faster.

i know i wrote you into
existence; an unsightly
amalgamation of all
my saccharine verses,
unrequited letters,
stitched together with
threads of hate. you
try to speak – the room
shakes with the resonance
of your deep growl.

a mouth of brittle teeth,
cavities galore, molasses
dripping from tongue,
your hair is matted
with all the words
that i longed to hear
from her lips.

you approach closer
and time stretches
itself slowly. i look
into your eyes,
dirtied gold swirls
freely in irises.

you speak –
reciting all the
words of every
poem & letter
i’ve penned.

and i listen,
mouthing every
word while you
wrap your fingers
around my throat
and squeeze.

Prompt 4 & 8:

I write so that I may live:
live beyond the smothering cocoon
of bandaged heartbreak;
live beyond just pouring caramel
on this rotten apple of a heart.

But layer by layer,
they mummified me:
these letters of longing
became an evening gown;
feeding my naked ribcage
with scribbled skin.

I can feel them, sinking,
s l o w l y,

like a metaphor

until each line
loses its delicacy,
until all my 'I love you's
become a funeral shroud
draping my spine.

But there's a syllable of hope
trying to climb up from my throat,
putting pegs through my skin
just to survive.

So I cough.

I cough up blood.

I cough up the rot and residue
of my past, I cough up
the sickening sweetness
of self-destruction.

Until, finally,
I cough up the word

'no'.

I peel the sheets off my skin
and wear the wax of a warrior.

I peel the sheets off my skin
and feed the ghosts to my laundry.

Um, you guys are seriously awesome! These are BEAUTIFUL.

I had some thoughts for this for prompt 7:

They see me as a parasite,
though I look and talk and act
just like them,
they call me alien -
I've invaded their peace.

But then, I see her.
Her emerald eyes
play melodies on my spine
I hear her thoughts
and no one else's.

I visit her everyday
before sunrise and
after sunset,
so we'll never be spotted.

The adrenaline
keeps us hopeful.
Fear is simply a nuisance
we don't take too seriously...

until the humans
find us, together,
warm in each other's arms.

They want to crucify us,
make an example of
the danger of our
two species being so close,
so intimate.

Our love is a mockery
to them.

We face our execution
with one last wish,
to hold hands,
to show this galaxy
that the impossible
does not have to be

impossible.

Somehow missed that prompt when I first read the post. Reminds me of Katy Perry's alien. :)

Thanks for the inspiration MA

Your poem is amazing ^____^ Thank you for the prompts they’re fun and interesting. I may try another one!!

Mark’s and Saerelune are way better than mine!!!!