The Adventures of Fen Fatale ~ a Maine heroine
Poet’s note: I came across a writing prompt to take a piece of fiction (that I wrote) and attempt to turn it into poetry. Let me know what you think. 421 more words
1 month, 2 weeks
White gloved fingers steal the nights breath
as it covers the mouth of the earth.
Silencing the land in a raspy voice to lay
and listen… 51 more words
1 month, 3 weeks
Summoning colored fingertips to dance
over my shadow in wispy frollicks.
Come, dance with me…
Cast your melody, follow me
Orange, red, and yellow, 61 more words
Tickling colors as your voice
startles, surrendering to crayon
Scattering pictures of Spring and
Summer with naked fingertips.
Crisp voices hurry the intruder, as rainbows… 14 more words
Faerie blades were once displayed,
In desperate times for the Fae,
To protect the pure, the helpless,
And defend the light of day.
Forged by the will of Amorette… 1,649 more words
Alone you sit among your carpeted pedestal
as if waiting to be noticed in your marbled castle.
Seasons waft in and out….
Spring, the promise of birds singing… 76 more words
creases the weary clouds,
preparing the birth of colors…
Forever they seem to bleed in
magical brushes, illusions of
Is this where death rests, where life… 45 more words