Daily Prompt: Recite

I’m marching to the beat of the rifleman’s arms, Thinking about everyone who’d do me harm, I am a Tamlin and we have no fear, The sanctuary’s tolling sounds all too near, Reciting the prayers I’ve grown to love, Soon I’ll be soaring, with the doves, Silas catches my gaze and before he could speak,…

Grainy Ambition- Poem

Another roulette of suitors appear, To bid for my hand like a souvenir, Their finest silks and gold trimmed arms, To seduce the kingdom with wealth and charm, Pour them ale, overflow their cups, The poison of pride, vanity and lust, Touches their fingers and drips off their lips, Powerful gluttons drinking sip after sip,…

Six Word Story Challenge: Poem

Happy Sunday Novas! I’ve found another blogging challenge and this one is for the 6 word stories! Here is my entry into this week’s post! Her fire ignited his crimson spell. Feel free to join the challenge over at the Sometime’s Steller Storyteller blog by clicking here.¬† This post will be a short poem on…