A collaboration of thirty on a very affectionate affair of poetry pizzazz! Enjoy!
Well, this is my first attempt at writing a cascade poem. It was rather fun to try, I like the flow this kind of poetry format has.
About an actual, undermined, major value.
I thought of this at night and wrote it down as soon as I could. Forgive me if it’s nonsensical, that’s how my mind simply is.
I cut myself far too deep. Now the wound does not but weep.
This concludes the color saga, thanks everyone for your attention.
a poem prompt given to me by two friends
the words are "fruit, season, and rot"
This poem is inspired and dedicated to a very special person, of whom I had just met this year but she inspired me so much. (I am sure by the title she will know who she is)
"Tell me about the colour red"
Izett is a young warrior of Zir, the desert kingdom to the west. Or, rather, she was. Waking up one morning, and finding she can no longer bring herself to do her duty, she leaves.
Ambition, fortune, glory... revenge. Warriors from over the world gather to challenge their fate and the gods above.