She plants her boots until she's rooted, and ready to engage.
The axe on her shoulder wielded by solid hands — a resolve to match.
A demon adversary with Goosander fangs enters the fray.
With mottled purple flesh, like Gloxinia Empresses, poised to attack.
A towering wolf. His fur, and the fog, are the same graphite gray.
Two legged, and familiar — body knotted like a lumberjack's.
The wolf seeks her eyes where unspoken words are exchanged.
When the demon shrieks with violent rage, her wolf bellows back.
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A/N: Wood/plant/mineral themes still present throughout the three related prompt poems even though the structure of the third poem has changed. (Memory, Sublime, Rage)
A goosander is a duck, which doesn't sound very intimidating, but their teeth gives me the heebie jeebies. Ducks with teeth! 😱
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Moon Gate: Volume I
PoetryA collection of poetry based on prompts from the Versification contest. I'm aiming for dark, magical, and supernatural themes. Also trying out several types of poetry like iambic pentameter, limericks, etc. The only rules were to stay within 4 to 8...
