All Game of Thrones Writing ~ 2017 |
Prompt 3: Write a poem about the last great feast your favorite GoT characters will have together. Any form except free verse - specify at the end of the poem. ~ Poetry No one knew that foggy morn that Cersei Lannister, Queen high borne would finally meet an untimely fate as the piled fruit sat upon her plate. Here I stood a simple server girl waiting for her stomach to finally hurl for poison works in mysterious ways and this was just an early phase. Soon her stomach would start rebelling, and then her eyes begin their swelling While I watched on from the back of the room. waiting for fate to deliver its doom. She chatted on with her brother lover while more arrived, beginning to hover. The Mountain was a ghastly sight, I pity his unfortunate plight I am no one that is true, a little girl who finally grew to carry out the ultimate revenge The House of Stark I will avenge. WC: 133 Lines: 20 Form: Couplet |