A Witch’s Tale of Revenge

Once upon a time… Isn’t that how these tales always begin? Tales of fay folk, elves, and angels… Of devils in dark suits void of briefs for the sake of convenience. Well, here we go… Once upon a time there was a little girl living…

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…

Jack Rabbit

Jack Rabbit swept up in my snare! Who knew they spoke and reasoned with such flair? In ancient British words he said “Dear lady, can we not be friends? We eat only a bit of the cabbage head.” “Oh, my gosh! I hear you speak!”…

Hour 15 – Goblin’s Focus – Text Prompt

That thing, give it to me, please Your shiny clicky click-clack The faceted rock I want to squeeze A precious stone, your plastic jewels, Give them to me now. Or I’ll shoot? I’ll shoot. I need the shinies, the pretties To put them in my…

Hour 14 – Mushroom Dragon – Image Prompt

Journal Entry 247 I came across a legend, They looked to be like toadstools Homes for fae the size of shoes Too large to be normal mushrooms. My colleague saved me from disaster, Had I given in my toes would shatter For these were hard…

Hour 12 – The Goblin’s Wood – Text Prompt

Deep in the woods with the moon at its peak The goblins come out to creep Along the river on paths of moss Tiptoeing past where naiads sleep They clamber over long dead ents And flee the wolf-men’s tents To gather at the Coyote’s Fang…

Hour 5- Sir Radish – Image Prompt

Rapunzel they called him,  Rapunzel he was, A prince to some, a common son of a baker to others But they never asked him where he came from. His golden locks were too distracting, His soft features confusing He often sent suitors weeping when they…

Hour 1 -Selkie’s Lament

Hour 1 Write a poem about being in water. It can be about swimming, the shower, a bath, the rain, etc. Blub… Blub… Bubble, Burst Rising to  the surface With water all around It’s difficult, like fighting syrup To keep your head above ground The…

Twelve Times ‘Til Tuesday

There’s a better place than here, I said. It’s at least twelve times prettier, And it has twelve days in every week. There are twelve rainbows after every storm Instead of, maybe, only three. The hourglasses are twelve hours long, I reminded him, Just like…