She kissed his lips and took his life
And gave him a new one full of ice
His fingers blue as he played with his gift
Hoarfrost alive building on his finger tips
Snow blew around in a blizzard of his
Drawn to the woman who granted him this
He looked into her eyes searching for answers
Should he be scared of this new power
Someone was coming, it was not safe
Quickly she took him in her embrace
Down into the water their bodies crushed
Safely hidden from the intruders eyes
Her kiss feeding him oxygen, keeping him alive
And what was this, upon her neck
The little slits looked like gills
Her pupils stretched like a reptiles
Day 8’s challenge
For Day 8 the challenge was to “write poems in which mysterious and magical things occur. Your poem could take the form of a spell, for example, or simply describe an event that can’t be understood literally. Feel free to incorporate crystal balls, fauns, lightning storms, or whatever seems fierce and free and strange.”
I loved this challenge and had so many ideas, I couldn’t focus. I thought about a statute coming to life, that is the perfect manly figure, capturing the hearts of women but he can’t be touch or you’ll turn to stone and he has a graveyard of statues of women that hadn’t been able to resist him. I will save that story idea for another day…
Instead, I wrote the poem based on one of my favorite scenes from my novel Drift (querying as Jewel of the sea). The whole novel is on Wattpad for feedback and the chapters this poem relates to are titled 26. Don’t Tell and 27. Revelation.
The version I’m sending for query has been edited a lot and has different chapter names but I still value any feedback you can give me. The novel is marked private so only followers can view (to prevent pirate/mirror sites).
If you don’t have Wattpad, you’ll be pleased to know that I have posted the two chapters to my blog. Click here to read.