Poetry prompt by poemstellium on IG:

"Criptidly Speaking"

A breeze frees droplets from wet fern leaves.

My spirit soars while my body grieves.

I always wanted to be an Elf.

But I have made a Squonk of myself.

#prompt words: breeze wet elf 

bonus prompt word: fern (because I saw it at the same time as elf)

#poetry