Promptly Poetry Entries (6/20 - 6/21)

The Dark Art

Nedara sits by her fountain,
Weaving magical spells,
Out of love, and time.
Watercolor poetry spouting,
Nedara’s life tells,
In rivers of rippled rhyme.
'Tis a strange thing to welcome,
The masked harbinger of death,
Into a young girl’s heart.
But jealousy is such venom,
Infects every breath,
Until love becomes a dark art.



12 Lines

Promptly Poetry Week 19 10/5/20
Prompt Words - Magical
strange
masked