word: courageous
form: Epic ballad in iambic pentameter
Fifteen they were, a gang from stories old,
The maidens fair, soft spoken, sharp and bright,
The men were daring, dashing, it is told.
Their souls, they say, were deep and dark as night.
So they set out on this stupendous quest,
Their minds were humming with utmost delight.
And so they went, the fifteen, blithe and blessed,
To do what they were meant to do, and do it right.
To dare what none had dared before, at the behest
Of Flaming Molly, Queen of Pen and Light.
For thirty days, the challenge was quite clear:
“Now go ahead, and take a word - and WRITE!”
And that they did, and now we want to hear
Their stories all. And please - give them a cheer.