Hi!
I wrote the below with a prompt to fashion a poem in which mysterious and magical things occur.
With sticky wands aloft
They frolicked into rooms
Festooned with battle scenes.
Plastic limbs tussled
Against hopelessly huge ones of fluff,
(No-one was injured.
Though some grimaces were fixed,
They seemed ironic in that light)
We tidied and shoved,
Cleared the floor with sweeps of strength;
Put paid to careful tactics
Any warrior had planned.
Teddy sentinels stationed,
Construction began –
We used the ‘best kind’ of bricks
To protect the Slither Snakes
From angry bird-breath.
Then the glue sticks were brandished once more –
Implements tested
For colour fastness –
And the sacred swirls
Produced by expert hands
For the mighty shields
(Cut by the blades of destiny)
The order of things,
Relayed by our blonde-haired general,
Executed by four pen-streaked hands.
The high photographer
Captured dragon flight:
A foe no snake expected.
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