Who
Which
Of the two
Was the founder
Could it be she who discovered me,
Was I the one who found 'er?
A castle
Built on shifting sand
Was that the foundation
Or
Did we ride the tides
Waves crashing
Two tossed in the tempest
Clinging to the question
Do you
Love me too
Do you?
Black knight drags
Sabre through sand
Challenge laid bare
Adorned in boasts, dressed in brags
Tattooed heraldry, unholy brand
Questions hang, infect the air
Galahad the Great
Tried to turn the other cheek
One too early, one too late
One survives to vindicate
Sauntering through the moonlit glade, ‘neath the silvery, unearthly glow, a coven mutters an incantation. Veiled from praying eyes, hands clasped, the siblinghood of sorcerers harbours refuge for their own, prepares ruthless retribution for vexing intruders…
Sauntering through the moonlit glade, ‘neath the silvery, unearthly glow, a coven mutters an incantation. Veiled from praying eyes, hands clasped, the siblinghood of sorcerers harbours refuge for their own, prepares ruthless retribution for vexing intruders…
Stepping over spores
Tasting the fruits of temptation
Wondering, was it real?
The Half-Elf and the Druid
Neither knew nor cared
For if the fey realm was a dream
It was a dream they shared
#vssfantasy #poetry
Stepping over spores
Tasting the fruits of temptation
Wondering, was it real?
The Half-Elf and the Druid
Neither knew nor cared
For if the fey realm was a dream
It was a dream they shared
#vssfantasy #poetry
Why is it so hard to get
Candid moon photo
#Emoetry #prompt #Candid #Haiku #Senryu #Haiga #Humor #Poetry #BlueskyPhotography #Astrophotography #Nature #Moon #Moonscape #Nightsky #ImageAndVerse
Why is it so hard to get
Candid moon photo
#Emoetry #prompt #Candid #Haiku #Senryu #Haiga #Humor #Poetry #BlueskyPhotography #Astrophotography #Nature #Moon #Moonscape #Nightsky #ImageAndVerse
light as a feather
floating through my mind
as I awake—
I reach for it
but it tumbles
back
d
o
w
n
into the depths
of #gloom
to float there
until I call it forth
once more
when the dreamer
returns.
#RetroArtPrompt
light as a feather
floating through my mind
as I awake—
I reach for it
but it tumbles
back
d
o
w
n
into the depths
of #gloom
to float there
until I call it forth
once more
when the dreamer
returns.
#RetroArtPrompt
By the faint glowing light of a burning lantern, the adventurer spies a glint of gold. Treasure to be sought, or a trap to lure him in? Only one way to find out. A hand clad in a steel gauntlet reaches out to grasp an ancient artifact, clutches riches, succumbs to a curse.
By the faint glowing light of a burning lantern, the adventurer spies a glint of gold. Treasure to be sought, or a trap to lure him in? Only one way to find out. A hand clad in a steel gauntlet reaches out to grasp an ancient artifact, clutches riches, succumbs to a curse.
A white and rotting hand rips through the last layer of moss as it ascends. Free from the box in which it was buried, the wretched wraith emerges. Shuffling through the moors, bathed in moonlight and dripping with ichor, the wraith rides on, in search of belonging, until dawn.
A white and rotting hand rips through the last layer of moss as it ascends. Free from the box in which it was buried, the wretched wraith emerges. Shuffling through the moors, bathed in moonlight and dripping with ichor, the wraith rides on, in search of belonging, until dawn.