• Prompt: Discombobulate

    Oh! My days! What was that blasted phrase! Oh, damnation! Dagnabbit incantation! Must’ve spilled a little grog on my magic tomes’ pages. Hell’s teeth! Curse my mispronounced sorcery. The result? An enchanted travesty. The hex, meant to plunder my rival of rest. Just a few days. Instead, a discombobulated rabbit, he became. A summons from…


  • 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


  • Prompt: Carcass

    A witch’s carcass, crimson orchids seethe. A rotten hamlet, hidden majicks bleed. To hearken natives is your bounden need. A piton’s target, the reckless receive. I’m playing with iambic pentameter. Not sure if I did it right. I haven’t written a new poem in a long time, and was actually starting to wonder if I…