Rachel's Floetry

  • Prompt: Hollow

    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…

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  • Prompt: Ephemeral

    Life, ephemeral. Grief, perpetual. How deep her knees burrow into soil. A thumb of tallow, a gasping candle, swallowed by gusts of ramming winds. From the gravel, handless arms rise, and tremble. Endless sorrow, its cries guttural. Those left after death face pain, insurmountable. Art by FallanDark You can find this poem, and the rest…

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  • Prompt: Isolation

    An elven nation in isolation. Hidden by enchanted vegetation. One insurgent. Broke the spell. All their safeguarding veils fell. Destruction by fallacious ambitions. Art by Hoàng Lập (Solan) You can find this poem, and the rest for this contest on WattPad: https://www.wattpad.com/story/306715590-moon-gate

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  • Prompt: Clandestine

    To the royal gardens, the Empress of the East retreats. Heart torn by the Emperor, and his mistress. The Empress, hair claret as rubies, waters her scarlet roses with her sorrow. A clandestine letter from the unmarried King of the West. Tied with carmine ribbon — a proposal. Lovers from rival realms. On horseback, the…

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  • Prompt: Angst

    With sharp jagged teeth, this angst gnaws. My heart squeezed by the devil’s claws. Dread carves in me like a pitsaw. Fetor of bodies. Fresh, and raw. No adventurer should wander these caves. For treasure, I ignored human remains. In darkness, I maunder. To Gods, I pray. My life squandered. It is death I now…

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  • Prompt: Escape

    An enemy country kidnapped a princess, already betrothed. Locked her in the castle’s tallest tower, fortified with stone. The uncaring prince did not agonize over her lover back home. What he didn’t know, was the princess was a mage. What he didn’t know, was she had means of escape. What he didn’t know, was a…

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  • Prompt: Courage

    A mountain village. Stripped down to the bone. A burning tonnage. Deaths of famine sown. Winter’s bitter bite. Bears teeth as tombstones. A young witch’s intoned prayers. Spells unhoned. Such ill placed resentment, does sorrow smite. A witch slayer fetched. Her head for a price. Her eyes clear. Like the marbled midnight skies. Bereft of…

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  • Prompt: Luminance

    A femme fatale. Her hips sway, pendulous. Her weapon glows. With golden luminance. This princess is no damsel. No fiend her gun can’t handle. All her bounties complete. With elegance. Art by SBraithwaite You can find this poem, and the rest for this contest on WattPad: https://www.wattpad.com/story/306715590-moon-gate

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  • Prompt: Silence

    A lonesome, crying orphan, no more than four. The broken silence of the forest. The aftermath of war. Antlers like thick branches. A regal shadow floats. Above the green, it asks, “My dear, are you alone?” “D-deer?” The toddler hiccups, enamored by glowing fireflies. The child starved of warmth, an immeasurable amount of time. The…

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  • Prompt: Lost

    A forest that only the lost can find. An enchanted woodland, warm and alive. Its comfort — a mother’s womb. Nature heals all lost souls’ wounds. A place where only the broken can thrive. Courtmacsherry woods, Cork, Ireland by Keith Kingston You can find this poem, and the rest for this contest on WattPad: https://www.wattpad.com/story/306715590-moon-gate

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