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Prompt: Memory

Prompt: Memory
Her earliest memory. Burning lumber, and strangled screams.
He feels as solid as hickory. The heady smell of soil, 
and the comfort of matted emery fur under her belly
as she hangs bonelessly — draped over him like a mantle.

Running. Running. Running. Two umber eyes 
are the last kindness she sees. Her adopted mother
would find the sole survivor of a demon raid
covered in wolf fur, hidden away, inside of a hollowed tree.

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A/N: I have a bunch of other poems already completed too, but I'll upload a few at a time.

Prompt: Heart

Prompt: Heart
Plouton’s realm is guarded, as is his heart.
A perished land, the unseen one presides
Goddess of Spring offers her loving warmth
Hark thee, King, she sings, your dread Queen has arrived!

I, Persephone, will be yours — ichor and soul, flesh and bones.
My undying devotion, I hope to depart with one hundred roses. 
I offer companionship for the rest of our lives. To Hades,
King of the Underworld, I offer myself as your bride.

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Lore Olympus (the art used) belongs to Rachel Smythe.

You can find this poem, and the rest for this contest on WattPad: https://www.wattpad.com/story/306715590-moon-gate

Prompt: Alacrity

Prompt: Alacrity
Darling! Darling! Tap tap tap!
Her casement window rapped. On the other side —
	in the blackest of nights — a rakish, ruby-eyed chap.
The demon king extends his hand to his lover behind the glass.

I’ve come to whisk you away. Together, we shall lord over my domain.
I promise vitality. I promise eternity. And of course —
	my ever lasting love. If only you take my hand.
And with joyous alacrity, she accepted, and was never seen again.

You can find this poem, and the rest for this contest on WattPad: https://www.wattpad.com/story/306715590-moon-gate

Update on July, 19th, 2022: I just found out that this poem won for the prompt “Alacrity” on WattPad’s Versification Contest. Yay!

Prompt: Ferocity

Prompt: Ferocity
Heed caution. Full moons promise bad omens
Do not be fooled by beasts who were once men
Unbridled ferocity
Hungry, wild, monstrosities
Make meals of infatuated women

You can find this poem, and the rest for this contest on WattPad: https://www.wattpad.com/story/306715590-moon-gate

Prompt: Infallible

Prompt: Infallible
The monarch, self proclaimed infallible 
Discovered dragon scales were valuable
Sent his men to kill the pests
Promised them untold riches
Now dead men hang from dragons’ mandibles

You can find this poem, and the rest for this contest on WattPad: https://www.wattpad.com/story/306715590-moon-gate

Prompt: Petrichor

Prompt: Petrichor
Nestled between two giant sequoia trees.
As old as earth. As old as time. As old as fate.
Teeming with fauna, flora, and mystical energies.
Under aurora flushed skies, a hidden path awaits.
Redolent of petrichor, home to mythical beasts.
Elves reside protected — by sword, spell, and pointy gates.

You can find this poem, and the rest for this contest on WattPad: https://www.wattpad.com/story/306715590-moon-gate

Prompt: Ancient

Prompt: Ancient
My lover is three centuries ancient.
A dragon with a penchant for savants.
Smooth carborundum scales calefacient.
Shallow beauty or station — he cares not.

Brick chested in mortal transformation.
A tail of smooth ebony hair, tied taught.
A true gentleman — devout, and patient.
My dragon is a handsome juggernaut.

Dragon art by Kekai Kitaki @ http://www.kekaiart.com/

You can find this poem, and the rest for this contest on WattPad: https://www.wattpad.com/story/306715590-moon-gate

Update on July, 19th, 2022: I just found out that this poem won for the prompt “Ancient” on WattPad’s Versification Contest. Yay! I like this one a lot too so I’m going to pin it on my blog for a while.

Prompt: Adversity

Prompt: Adversity
Weary from adversity, she slumbers.
Her hunger — pure agony. They hunt her.
Mortal darling. A mistake.
The claim on his skin — cribrate.
Her sole comfort, a stake from her lover.

You can find this poem, and the rest for this contest on WattPad: https://www.wattpad.com/story/306715590-moon-gate

Prompt: Echo

Prompt: Echo
Munted remains of a mossy moon gate.
Tangled in marigolds, it marinates.
Nighttime’s zenith, it yawns wide.
Lures our children. Echoes lies.
At first light, its maw shuts. A golden grave.

Trying my hand at limericks.

You can find this poem, and the rest for this contest on WattPad: https://www.wattpad.com/story/306715590-moon-gate

Prompt: Eloquence

Prompt: Eloquence

Between sanity and grief, a fine line.

We had burned the warlock’s lover alive.

His incantations ruled the elements —

with words so ancient, smooth, and venomous —

he summoned winds with fiery eloquence.

Destruction is our fated punishment.

You can find this poem, and the rest for this contest on WattPad: https://www.wattpad.com/story/306715590-moon-gate