Daily writing prompts from June 9th, 2008 to December 31st, 2022
Saturday August 3rd, 2019
The exercise: Write a four line poem about: the hunt. Mine: But when Buddy returned to finish the job Charlie Karsk was long, long gone, And all that he had left behind was a note Reading: Now the hunt is on.
@Ivy it's nice to see you back! If you have the time Marc's been writing this poem since the start of the year, every Saturday-post I think. So you can catchup on it quite easily :) Nice work with yours though, there's a number of subtexts there, I think ;-)
@Marc: ah, so Buddy was going to be thorough as usual, and now there's a problem. Not least of which is, who is the surviving twin hunting?
The hunt The Shadow hears her and is drawn. It forms From darkness in the corners of the room. “The hunt is on,” it says and wilts beneath The heated gaze of Fate’s most favoured crone.
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Marc: Oh man! I'm getting almost a Catch Me If You Can vibe from this one.
My arrow pulses,
The shaft aching to find a home for the night.
As does gather beneath a strobing moon:
Let the hunt begin
@Ivy it's nice to see you back! If you have the time Marc's been writing this poem since the start of the year, every Saturday-post I think. So you can catchup on it quite easily :)
Nice work with yours though, there's a number of subtexts there, I think ;-)
@Marc: ah, so Buddy was going to be thorough as usual, and now there's a problem. Not least of which is, who is the surviving twin hunting?
The hunt
The Shadow hears her and is drawn. It forms
From darkness in the corners of the room.
“The hunt is on,” it says and wilts beneath
The heated gaze of Fate’s most favoured crone.
Ivy - thanks :)
Fantastic imagery here. Really enjoyed your word choice.
Greg - indeed.
Ooh, this is a good one. In particular the Shadow's response to the heated gaze. Looking forward to what comes next!
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