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MEET AUTHOR YVETTE CALLEIRO

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Words by Yvette Calleiro

Thank you for supporting this member along the WATCH “RWISA“ WRITE Showcase Tour today!  We ask that if you have enjoyed this member’s writing, to please visit their Author Page on the RWISA site, where you can find more of their writing, along with their contact and social media links, if they’ve turned you into a fan.  WE ask that you also check out their books in the RWISA or RRBC catalogs.  Thanks, again for your support and we hope that you will follow each member along this amazing tour of talent!  Don’t forget to click the link below to learn more about this author:

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As a reminder, here are the first seven Members on the tour lineup . Their names are linked to their RWISA pages:

 

1 – Yvette Calleiro – WORDS

2 – Karen Ingalls – A FISHY DAY

3 – Laurie Finkelstein – BULLETPROOF VEST

4 – Beem Weeks – WORDLESS

5 – Gwen Plano – LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT

6 – Wendy Scott – NAVIGATOR

7 – Jan Sikes – RESPECT

 

Thanks , once again, for your unwavering support of RRBC/RWISA Members!!

GLISTENING

 

Glistening water so deep.

I see it in my half sleep.

Rays of white over it all.

Giving it a mighty pall.

What lives beyond the norm?

Something with a dark form.

It rises from the glowing wet.

It’s definitely not a pet.

With a body so muscled and strong.

It could be Wolf but let me be wrong.

THE DEAD GAME

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Nook
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DARK AS SIN

(Source: deadphilosophy)

 

Friday the 13th is here.

There is nothing to fear.

My gargoyle friends are waiting.

Their stares are somewhat scathing.

But the night is still young.

The noose is already hung.

Bats fly around the old house.

They squeak like a little mouse.

Lightning sizzles as it plays.

Over the dark house, it stays.

Thunder rumbles in pain.

Loud noises but no rain.

The door opens wide.

There’s no place to hide.

We might as well go in.

inside looks dark as sin.

THE DEAD GAME

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Nook
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INVISIBLE

 

INVISIBLE

Some days I feel empowered,

Ready to face any challenge

Life throws at me.

Other days I feel invisible,

A transparent copy of myself,

Feeling life fade away.

How do I remain strong?

I flicker and fade.

I’m transparent.

I must remain strong.

I’m back.

 

THE DEAD GAME is bringing me good news today

Happiness is selling 10 books in one day! I’m afraid to go to sleep and miss anything. Have my dreams come true? Will the sales be there tomorrow?

I’m doing so well with teens! I’m not used to being happy. I’m waiting for the other shoe to fall.

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After graduating college, Linda Bennett leaves New York for the slower-paced lifestyle of Oasis, Florida. She opens a bookstore and makes new friends. Life is simple that is until the dead body washes up on shore. She is horrified to learn that dead bodies and disappearing tourists are common for this small town. Rumors abound of secret parties being held by the original residents in their secluded mansions. Once the sun sets, the tourist-friendly town becomes a haven for evil and dark shadows. But this is only the beginning.

Linda and the other young residents receive an unsigned invitation to a party at End House, the deserted house in the forest behind town; a house with its own violent history. They are pursued through revolving rooms and dangerous traps, barely escaping with their lives. Two of their own remain trapped inside. Or so they think.

It’s…

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A PLAINTIVE ECHO

“Open the door and

Step inside.

The darkness beckons to you.

Welcome!” 

The wind sighs its plaintive plea.

Cold air swooshes past my face.

“Do you hear the music?

A party is waiting for you in the drawing room.

Don’t be afraid.

Peek in.

Can you see the dancers?

Twirling around and around.

You can see through them? 

Can’t you?

That’s because they’re transparent,

An echo from the distant past.

Those who lived here before

Who now inhabit this old house.”

A gowned figure of a woman turns to me.

The flesh slowly shrivels from her body,

Leaving behind a skeleton of bones.

She cackles,  “You can now join us.”

Her hand reaches for me.

I turn to flee.

The windows and doors snap shut.

I jiggle the door handle.

Locked.

Trapped in the deep recesses

of my mind.

No escape.

 

clown roses

Source: clown roses

Take Yourself for a Walk in Koper Slovenia~

Cindy Knoke

If this Koperian doggie can,

I can, and you most certainly can.

Jim is right here, you see him, with the map, he always finds where are going.

I just tend to follow the critters,

they always take me where I want to be.

And thank you! It is so much better when you come along,

because pleasure shared is doubled.

We are still home at The Holler, but it’s cheers to you from Koper Slovenia~

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Disinterested