PHOTO PROMPT – Copyright – Kelly Sands
Curdled clouds came… hovering, descending…
ingesting everything in their way.
The world was painted in black, white and gray.
I opened my mouth and out poured a soundless scream
as if we existed in a silent film.
Then people started floating…
Their bodies bloating,
Fat limbs flailing,
Dancing in an eerie pantomime…
Intent on leaving me behind.
I cried after the corpse balloons as they flew towards the ashen sky,
gazing down at me with pupilless eyes.
Their decaying mouths opened and closed in an inaudible song.
Then I remembered my last birthday wish…
For everyone to leave me alone.
Hi! Thank you to everyone who sent me birthday wishes last week. I’m really sorry that I was unable to return some of the visits. I’ll read as many stories as I can this week. xox ❤
The Eclectic Eccentric 
Excellent as always, love the horrible images this brought into my mind! I like the way you wrote this as a poem.
Quite a power that person has there.
thank you. i guess it’s a good thing that not all birthday wishes come true 🙂
Love the way the poem was constructed 🙂
Why do you wish everyone to leave you alone?
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Careful what you wish for! “Corpse balloons,” two words that I never thought would go together. Excellent!
excellent spooky tale! very dense and rich in description.
What awful imagery with the people balloons, and that ending is spectacular. Between me being gone and you being away, I feel like I haven’t seen you in months! Good to see you, KZ. BTW, 100 Nightmares is amazing — I’m going to write some reviews very soon.
Then I remembered my last birthday wish For everyone to leave me alone. I’ve wished this more often than I can remember. NEVER again. Thanks for a creepy read K.Z.
horrible images so well expressed, KZ! happy belated birthday!! 🙂
You need to see the movie Carnival of Souls (1962). This story reminds me of it. Great descriptions, good imagination there.
No stories from me this week, KZ, but I am stopping by and reading others. I’m still around.
I could imagine the entire scene as you narrated it. Awesome! The end takes away the price 😉
Pulled me in deeper with each word. Be careful for what you wish for.
Dear KZ,
Be careful what you wish for. Graphic and frightening. Well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Amazing imagery. One to read again and again and again.
I don’t mind birthdays, but I hate it when my friends tell the waiter at the restaurant it’s my birthday and they insist on singing at my table. Ugh!
Hi KZ, I think it was Marlena DIetrich (20’s movie star) who was quoted as saying “I vant (want) to be left alone). So, don’t wish what you really, really wouldn’t want. Good poem – excellent and I love the “corpse balloons” CREEPY good! Thanks for the shiver. Nan 🙂
KZ, I hope you had a Happy Birthday! You’re so good at creepy. This is the type of nightmare I hope I never have. Well written as usual. 🙂 —Susan
OMG..I have wished that at times. I guess I better be careful.
Ooh, that’s quite a punch at the end there, K.Z. I guess be careful what you wish for. Great writing, K.Z.
I love the slow-motion sense of claustrophobia you fill this poem with.
thank you 🙂
Yeah, but you didn’t need to turn me into a corpse balloon. I would have given you space! Thanks a lot, it’s cold up here!
Happy (much belated) birthday, KZ! I’ve been on hiatus from the blogging world for a while, and now I’m catching up. Great and macabre twist at the end, as always! Hope that wasn’t one of your wishes, hehe.