№1 : Rebel King Loki

A prompt poem, mischief or laughter in the dark. For a deity near and far.

T.S. Narkissa Luna
Loose Words

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As gentle as the midnight current carries us,
We’d walk and carry the story on
Meeting those with memories and dreams,
We’d all seen what they can be.

Simple games, simple beings with complex facets,
Gods and giants,
He, whose gift was shapeshifting and knowing self,
Smiles and laughter spouting from the dark.

His mischief, just as dark
Malice isn’t always,
Yet the fun was the start of it all
Grubbing fun from all parts of relentless and untethered.

Twisted, the royalness of kinks,
The joy is in being free
A rebel to choose where to be
Or to mess with fates as fates’ mess is to be.

Making choices for the joyless, not giving
He travels off to make what he deems
Choosing against because —
His nature isn’t of the God’s breed.

XX,

T.S. Narkissa Luna, 2021.

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T.S. Narkissa Luna
Loose Words

Poetess & Writer. Mother of the hidden moon. Healing with spilled ink and tears. A soul aged with the things of night. https://www.patreon.com/tsnarkissaluna