Chaotic Creation

P.X. Vexxus


Emerald wilderness resonates, melodious flourishing horror
Pounding scampering reverberates, portrayed escalating terror
Translucent crimson ignites, unleashed blazing phoenix
Graphite minotaur stimulates, creeping hunting sequenced
Obsidian knight unchained, harnessing infernal griffin
Sapphire golem emerges, conjuring gemstone serpent


For Emerald Forest
Forbade and bonnie
Lours me with it's hypnotic breath
Invites me to find my rest
To be swallowed in its ancient breast
Those have gone
Never returned
But don't say you've heard this from me


And so it comes, my heavy breath, my laggered step, as I flee through the trees of green,
from demons that besiege my heart, and fill it with fear, unease.
The men who carry such wild names, upon the hearts of stone they tote,
Are known by things like gemstone snake and golem of sapphire stone.
They want the thing I carry,the thing I cherish most,
That which I still have, and all others lack to boast.

  • Authors: P.X. Vexxus, Lily Grace Pickett, Seän
  • Visible: Every other line
  • Finished: May 29th, 2017 06:30
  • Limit: 15 stanzas
  • Invited: Public (any user can participate)
  • Comment from author about the poem: Write something climatic and tense, using some or all of the characters given. Try to follow the flow of the person before you, continuing the story from where it left off. It doesn't need to rhyme, even if it rhymed before you entered. Each person gets to write in the fusion once, so make it count. Max 15 stanzas (entries), 15 days. The limit per person is 8 lines (Or you can write two 4 line stanzas). Here's what you can use: (You don't have to use all of them, but try to incorporate as many as you can!) Your setting: Emerald Forest (preferably nighttime or stormy to follow the climatic theme). Characters: Human (or other unclassified creature of your choosing to be the victim or hero), Crimson Phoenix (or Ruby if you prefer), Graphite Minotaur, Obsidian Knight (Rides Griffin), Sapphire Golem, Gemstone Serpent (Dragon). Have Fun!
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Comments1

  • Confused kid

    In the darkness I hoped for light, some form of mystical strength to win this fight
    The breasts are growling, I feel it clear
    The aura of the beginning, of a gruesome death
    Please please, someone save me.
    In this dark lonely fortress, I'm surrounded by a nightmare I conjured



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