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Rabbit

Wonderland Poetry Prompt Challenge day 21

By Ellie HoovsPublished 9 months ago Updated 8 months ago 1 min read

She was busy counting wolves

conversing with crows

soft and white as a widow's linen.

They scoffed at her,

called her delicate,

only good for stew.

So she dug herself into stories,

buried beneath the noise

let them hunt after the myth of her,

never finding it.

The forest swallowed her,

dried leaves and damp earth

scented with cinnamon

embracing her bones

in the hush of the underbrush.

She multiplied in silence

beneath the roots,

growing wild

through branches of wildflowers.

The thicket whispers a warning.

The hunters have gone missing,

and the doe-eyed jejune "varmint"

awakens whole, green with breath,

wild,

and never soft again.

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Ellie Hoovs

Breathing life into the lost and broken. Writes to mend what fire couldn't destroy. Poetry stitched from ashes, longing, and stubborn hope.

My Poetry Collection DEMORTALIZING is out now!!!: https://a.co/d/5fqwmEb

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  • Susan Fourtané 8 months ago

    Ellie, you forgot to add my Rabbit entry. 🐇 It’s here below in a comment.

  • Diane Foster8 months ago

    A true story for Day 21! https://todaysurvey.today/poets/a-sermon-for-the-absent%3C/span%3E%3C/span%3E%3C/span%3E%3C/a%3E%3C/p%3E%3C/div%3E%3C/div%3E%3C/div%3E%3Cdiv class="css-w4qknv-Replies">

  • Rachel Deeming9 months ago

    Wonderful piece. You do that interlinking of person, animal, magic, nature so well.

  • Heather Hubler9 months ago

    Oh, those opening lines, wow. Your choice of words and phrases appeals to the word nerd in me :) I loved these lines especially, She multiplied in silence beneath the roots/ growing wild/through branches of wildflowers. Wonderfully penned

  • Beautiful, I love rabbits, thankyou for sharing xx

  • C. Rommial Butler9 months ago

    Well-wrought! A lovely rhyme here: "in the hush of the underbrush" We must especially beware the rabbit on our search for the Holy Grail!

  • Marie381Uk 9 months ago

    So beautiful I love Rabbits 🍀🍀⭐️⭐️🍀

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