Burial

Written by: Maggie Huscroft

A straggle of figures litters the path
Stumbling, windblown, straying apart,
A ragged assembly against graphite clouds, 
Inky - black smudges blurred by the rain

Flapping  dark shadows, crows circle above them. 
Struggling, the figures cluster together
Wearily shuffling, standing then slumping. 
Rag dolls with stuffing steadily leaking.

Far away faintly, a wind-torn crying,
The fading call of a solitary bird
Nearer, the sound of someone sighing    
And the soft thudding of falling earth.