Beneath the ground, there may be found
A place where beasts of myth abound.
From orcs to goblins, trolls to gnomes,
A thousand more it boasts.
So far from light and human sight,
These ancient creatures thrive, despite
The gloom and darkness of their homes
And countless roaming ghosts.
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For the month of October, the art supply store at which I work is doing their own variation of Inktober (an artistic exercise wherein participants draw something every day for 31 days). Essentially, it is the same thing, but with different prompts and its own name. While I certainly know my way around pens and ink, this year I’ve decided to participate via poetry. Each poem this month will be based around that day’s prompt, which will serve as its title. For a complete list of prompts, please see the post “A Black Cat Crosses Your Path” from October 1.
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Written while listening to Heal Your Mind – Ambient | Psychill | Psybient | Chillout Mix (2021), posted to YouTube by Enigma San30.
The Artist and the Engineer 