Mud and bone and fire and water,
blood and ice and cloud and slaughter,
bloody, holy, hallowed ground,
bloody, empty, silent sound.
The ash upon the embers,
the fire within the cloud,
the sound seeking hearing,
the truth seeking sound.
Shining face upon the pillow,
little, limber, sleeping willow.
Sleeping deeply we recall.
Sleeping deeply we remember.
Advertisements
much better transition
LikeLike
thanks. your comment was very helpful.
LikeLike
this is great:) gorgeous rhymes
LikeLike
mud, bone, meat, death
hacking axe, slicing saw
the flesh riven and rent
the skull smashed and flattened
eyes spilling their egg yolk
the violence of bloody war
this graveyard speaks little of that
’tis but letters, names, and dates
the true horror is forgotten
LikeLike
Thank you, malgal5708. I hope you’ll be back to visit.
Wanrerer7, amen to that.
LikeLike
Very special this, beautifully structured, very imaginative.
LikeLike
Thanks, Jo. All praise to Oz for his suggestions.
LikeLike
That is good. Perhaps even brilliant! You give it a dark twist by classifying it under lullabies. I loved this one.
LikeLike
Thank you, Ritwik.
LikeLike