ANCESTRAL BONES
Dark rainbowed wings enfold a tortured heart
An oil slick presence seeping through its core
As scarecrow scowls shout “oh please depart”
An ocean scent drifts idly far from shore
The corn has withered now the stalks but sticks
Old barns the only hope of hungry mouse
Sharp beaks and padded paws defy its tricks
Soft circling clouds of warmth surround the house
The raven perched atop the scarecrows head
Leans hard into a seasons angry wind
For even he has come to share the dread
Of pagans who believe it will not end
Thus, do they measure shadows cast by stones
And mark their length with cold ancestral bones
Copyright © John Lawless | Year Posted 2023
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