Today is the final chapter of the story, Manifestation. I decided to create a collage to illustrate the concept of the last chapter. Looking through the landscape images first, then to the fitting image of the goddess, I pulled out possible candidates. A fellow blogger, hanspostcard , had posted something about Gordon Lightfoot, so I was listening to the CD, If You Could Read My Mind, while doing it. Just as, “Me & Bobby McGee” started playing, who should I pull out of the images but Janis Joplin. This spoke unequivocally that SHE would be the protective Goddess! Hoping you have enjoyed my tale of Manifestation!
Update on 11/19/18: I’ve put the entire story here instead of directing you to the other chapters. Less hassle that way!
A thumping, a glumping, a bumping is heard
I turn and there’s nothing, I swear.
It’s darkening, fear’s hearkening.
Then suddenly, a dank chill fills the air.
Shawl pulled closer, mood grows moroser,
Sparks prickle the ends of my hair.
Mood’s getting intense, I light the incense.
Oh dear, what’s that shape over there.
My eyes attestation, skull’s manifestation
As its eyes glow, it floats near the chair.
It smiled just then, said, “follow me”
Nerves jumping, heart pumping,
“there’s someone I want you to meet”
fear said no way will I go, although
I had lost control of my feet.
To the churchyard I followed, then swallowed
When I heard a blood-curdling groaning bleat
“Ple-e-e-e-a-s-ed toooooooo Me-e-e-e-t Yoooooooooo”
Mephistophelian Goat, my paralysis complete.
Frozen in distress, no need to repress
scream at the sight, Goat Man talk? Fright!
“Co-o-o-o-ome Be-e-e-e O-u-u-u-r-r Gu-e-e-s-sss-t”
Pulled again without will, my curdled blood chilled
As I noticed a red hand stick out of his chest
“The party is waiting, their hunger frustrating.
You’re the main course, I think you have guessed.”
Then I looked up behind him, in the trees to bind him,
Millions of orbs, bright light manifest.
His back burned by light, face contorted in fright,
Loosed from the spell, I backed up, just as well
Protective Goddess Janis Joplin focused him in her sight.
Her nuclear smile, a searing force, sizzled goat so vile,
Bound by her beam, bloodcurdling scream, til ashes so white,
From the crypt crept the guests, at Goddess behest,
Neutralized into mist by her unquenchable light, they evaporated without a fight.
Then her gaze turned to me, warming a little piece of my heart, now free,
Orbs guided me home, to my sweet bed at last, through the night.
Happy Halloween to All!