Out of the night, rage, with tawny limbs
and braided hair, the sergeant’s smile
caught in her teeth. Medusa! Her name is fear
and the howl of my brothers still twitching
in burnt fields. Oh that tangle of serpents
about her head whips frenzy into her eyes: dreaded
locks flicker blood, like tongues, snickering
in a hunter’s moon. Leaps from horseback,
a whirl of short swords and a single red shriek:
even Gaia stands still for her daughter’s vicious
stride. And yet I am struck by my companions
to silence her savagery, as Greek generations
must never know that for just one kiss
I would stand here forever, and watch
her as she spits fire, and my bretheren
die as they embrace her sword arm.
–Taken from the journals of Antaeus,
who was slain by Hercules, that none
would ever know the craft that hides
the truth of leader of the Amazons.
This is my response to Trifecta’s writing prompt: write a piece between 33 and 333 words. Mine is 164 words, and it uses the following word/definition:
CRAFT (noun): 3 : skill in deceiving to gain an end
Everyone is invited to play.
This is a community-voted challenge, which means that readers have the opportunity to vote on their three favorites by visiting Trifecta’s site after the challenge closes on Thursday, at 7PM Eastern time.