Poem 5 – The Dark Stranger at St. Thor’s

One day at a weapons shop I met a man selling bricks For money he offered some swords But I really wanted some figs   Like others he thought I was odd, But before the weapon shop I could leave He said “I can help…

Hour Seventeen – King or Beast

Hour Seventeen – “Write a poem that involves a mythical monster in some capacity, whether it’s as a side character, a prop, a villain or even the protagonist.”   Ravana – King or Beast?   Was he the King among kings? Carrying his ten heads…

H.17 – Possession

i pause, shaking the frustration from my body it stays, like an eletric fizz, my nerve endings sizzle i feel myself leaving like a dead faint i watch my body rise and fall, doing a dance i dont know the steps to i move like…

Hour 17 – Manticore Slew Dragon – Text Prompt

Creature with a mane, front claws that maim Cloven hoofed hind legs, goat stomach but not head A fire brews within it, its tail is scaled and hisses The original, the monstrous maven, the chimera craven None could fight it save its brother, a beast…

Poem 17. Monster

It’s been a very long day for a very long time Scratching at the door to get out is always a possibility. Don’t cook bacon. Don’t become bacon. Don’t cut yourself. Always wear pants. Keep your tamber light. Do not. Do not tease. She has…

Wedding Memories – Hour Seventeen

Once upon a rainy morn I took a sacred vow A future bright and newly born Twas lastly there somehow I took a sacred vow It began a whole new life For in the here and now I was, at last, a wife A future…

Hour 17 : Apologies?

Between the heartache and pain Losing himself to the core He will never be the same Plagued by insanity Drowning in deceit Tortured by reality His innocence doesn’t show up A pure heart, not he is Breaking into pieces Which has died inside Little bit,…

The Color of Love/ prompt 16-12am

Colors warm, and filled with sweetness Hugs and kisses feel completeness Sharing laughs and sneaking looks Writing notes behind our books What could I possibly be ? ~Rebeli

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She is a menacing myth made mostly of mirth and mildew: she meanders amidst malice marking mavens, and making them mad with her magic the mermaid meets men, she mirrors their meek mentalities. most melt, meeting her malevolence she makes mincemeat of “modesty”

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