A prompt-based poem. A girl hunted to possession. |
The Chase to Possession It's over, she has nowhere to run Trapped into the deep crevasse of nothingness A snare, an oblivion where light has shunned Only wasps and bugs illuminate the extreme darkness. Her breath heaves into crescendo of gasps Then fades slowly like the ebbing tide. Teeth clench, hands firmly clasp Praying to calm herself — in the place she hides. The evil huntress is coming near Her putrid smell lingers — of rotten cadavers Engulfs the place — elevates her fear. The winged ghoul casts her shrill sardonic laughter. With her mischief, in place she's found Her fright defeats her — she can't move to stand The shrewd huntress halts then turns around Grabbing her firmly, piercing her hand. Pristine blood gushes into the luminescent pond, Stains the crystal water, soaks her silken dress. The huntress chants, and starts to bond. She submits herself to it — a captive's bliss. oOo Prompt oOo ** Image ID #2243278 Unavailable ** oOo Author's Note oOo This is a free verse poem that follows a rhyming scheme of ABAB. This is written for "Invalid Item" Line Count: 20 |