Iron Poet, Round XII.

[cadhla]

Welcome to the latest round of Iron Poet, the game where you give me three words and I give you a poem. This is an adaptation of a standard writer's workshop activity, and I do not claim the original concept. I just claim to enjoy doing it

Comments

[antigoneschase]

linger, faerie, obsidian

Linger.

[cadhla]

Linger, faerie child, linger;
Linger here in the candlelight,
While the edges of the room blur gray
And obsidian night still clings
To the world outside these walls.
Linger just a while with me,
Little changeling, never mine,
Before you boil the eggshells,
Leave me to my mortal's skin,
And make your own way
Home.

Re: Linger.

[antigoneschase]

This is very beautiful. Thank you so much for doing things like this.