creative writing

A Tale From Above

Come and take a seat beside me.
Add more kindling to the fireplace,
Clasp your hot cocoa, and listen.
I have a tale from a higher place.

We lay on the dark side of a purple mountain,
Majesties of the skies precipitated.
A torrential downpour, like a monsoon,
Forcing us to run, until deflated.

We thought we had found a safe place,
But we were in astounded disbelief,
To find a marginalised population,
Covered with a single fig leaf.

In response to the Paint Chip Poetry Prompt #24 found here

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