Her heathered hands gleam in the sun as she hollows a hill with ease. This hallowed being who speaks in harps, her hair, the glimmering seas. Her aura, heavy, as a hammer. Like a feather, she hovers high. Our holy Goddess hums her healing, as sweet as a lullaby.
Art by Yuchi
I had a hard time with this prompt. This was the last of 30 prompts. The deadline was May 7th for the Versification contest. Still waiting for the winners to be announced. I haven’t written this much poetry in years. I think focusing on a theme, and keeping them short helped get the gears turning. I had fun. 🙂
You can find this poem, and the rest for this contest on WattPad: https://www.wattpad.com/story/306715590-moon-gate