Soul Cakes


Every year to All Hallows Eve,
as pick me up after the draining spell weaves
Butter, flour, sugar, lots and lots of cocoa
A pinch of chilli to make your cheeks glow
A drop of potion to awaken your magic
A smidge of myth to feed your mystic

That’s all the ingredients you get to know
The rest is hidden in witchcraft shadow
If you ever reach beyond the veil
You might understand the finer details
Of how Granny delicious healing yumminess makes
When she her famous soul cakes bakes

©RedCat


Written for the fourth day of Sammi Cox’s 13 Days of Samhain (volume ii) – A Horror / Halloween Writing Prompt Challenge



13 Days of Samhain

Graveyard Shift

Besom Buddies

Soul Cakes


Image credits:

Ghost cakes: Photo by Sittinat Thurdnampetch on Unsplash

Jack o lantern: Photo by Jessica Flores on Unsplash

Ghost coffee: Photo by Toa Heftiba on Unsplash

Besom Buddies


We went flying today
My besom buddies and I
High up in the star studded sky
Practicing how we’ll say trick or treat

When we got tired
We rested on the sickle moon
Rejuvenated by her October tune
Feeling our magic rise afired

As the sun rose
We went happily to our beds
With the night sky singing in our heads
Dreaming of our future beaus

©RedCat


Yesterday there was a ghost child. Today it became teenage witches. And I learned a new word. Besom – I had no idea a witches (or traditional) broom had a name of its own.

Written for the second day of Sammi Cox’s 13 Days of Samhain (volume ii) – A Horror / Halloween Writing Prompt Challenge




Image credits:

First image: Photo by Benjamin Voros on Unsplash

Second image: Photo by Schaa Rabbani on Unsplash

Graveyard Shift


A ghost can’t be afraid of the dark. Can they?

Abby wouldn’t have thought so when she was alive. But now she knew. She was still as afraid of the dark as she’d always been. She hated waking up in the pitch dark mausoleum. Even though, now she could see in the dark. See her relatives stretching and waking. Hear old great great granny grumbling about her coffin being too small.

She’d been a precocious child and now she was a precocious ghost. Thoughtful and worried about doing things just right. But how are you supposed to haunt someone properly when you are afraid of your own boo’s?

Tonight the full moon shone bright in the crisp autumn sky. An abundance of stars twinkled. Making it seem like the ghosts were wearing sparkling costumes.

Old great great granny patted her on the head.

“Come now. Time for your lessons. You’ll have to learn the lore of the thirteen days leading up to All Hallows Eve.”

© RedCat



Written for the first day of Sammi Cox’s 13 Days of Samhain (volume ii) – A Horror / Halloween Writing Prompt Challenge



Image credits:

First image: Photo by Attila Lisinszky on Unsplash

Second image: Photo by Julia Kadel on Unsplash

13 Days of Samhain (volume ii) – A Horror / Halloween Writing Prompt Challenge

This sounds like a fun challenge for this time of the year. :-)

Sammi Cox

I’m a little late sharing this year’s Samhain writing prompts but after the fun of last year I thought it was a chance I couldn’t pass up. (For those interested, you can find last year’s prompts here).

So, without further ado, here are the 13 prompts for 2021, with the first prompt beginning tomorrow, 20th October, and the last prompt, Day 13, falling on November 1st:

If you do decide to join in, I hope you have lots and lots of fun.  Write whatever you wish, as long as it is inspired by that day’s prompt.  Here’s a little graphic / badge for anyone who wants it:

For last year’s challenge, I wrote a tanka in response to each prompt. For this year…I’m still undecided as to what I will write. We shall have to wait and see what tomorrow brings :-D

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