This is purely a fictional piece created to fit both #dverse and #fowc prompt today.

My worn feet ache: stood far too long,

Shoes taken off: relieving ache.

Leg, arm and hand: tired from glut,

Glut of hard work: sentence given.

Child killed: blame received,

No alibi: alone sleeping.

My innocence: always ignored,

Glut hard labour: not my reward.

Child killed: mother guilty,

Father blamed: never innocent.

Draco remembers.

#darkloveletters,

https://dversepoets.com/2021/08/16/prosery-clouds/

at the dverse poets pub this evening I have been introduced to the poem “clouds” by Constance UrDang . the line to be used is “but these clouds are clearly foreign, such an exotic clutter against the blue cloth of the sky.”

MY dearest,

Persephone can you recall,

The day we met on the river bank. You reading aloud from Constance UrDang. The first thing I heard from you was “But these clouds are clearly foreign, such an exotic clutter. Against the blue cloth of the sky.” Bam I was smitten.

The universe faded into an insufficient slime floating on life’s pond as I watched you lips speak these words. The sky cleared to let the sun shine upon your wonderous presence. Your startling beauty adding to the sun’s vigour and vitality. Permanently Intoxicating my heart and soul.

Now knowing I shall never see you in the day light again this memory I hold dear. Your once blue eyes now black with death will always stay blue within this memory. The very eyes you passed on to Lazuli.

With eternal love for my exotic clutter.

DRACO

Draco’s response

In response to Ingrad’s promt on dverse tonight to write a poet as narrter narrative. i have written a response to my first verse “epistle” my Dearest Draco. Which was written for an earliear dverse prompt.

the first half of this is the first written. tonights effort is the second half.

My Dear Draco

My Dear Draco,

In my wonderous grief,

My melancholy draws me to you,

You fraternise with the dead,

That my heart consents to join,

While my mind discards the notion.

Your dark eyes loosened my message,

My heartbreak summons me to you,

Your hounds howl at my anguish,

Written is this in my,