Suzanne Delaney Poet Free verse

Small Echo of Death

Cattle skeletons. - grim reminders
of once living herds
Bleaching bones crowned by
macabre skulls with long horns.

Scattered on the edges of 
drought stricken, barren places

There they met their deaths
on unrelenting hot sand.

I see the outline of the bones
white against the desert sand
drought is so indifferent for

look  here - where a smaller set
is curled within the pelvic space
Poor unborn calf -
that echoes her death 
in miniature. 

101 in a ROW contest -- 13
Contest Judged:  9/13/2016 12:00:00 AM
Sponsored by: Poet Destroyer A
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Line Gauthier July 21, 2018 at 8:56 AM Wow - poignant write, Suzanne.

Sharon Gulley September 15, 2016 at 1:57 PM A sad but interesting and thoughtful write Suzanne. Congratulations on your win in the contest.

Poet Destroyer A September 13, 2016 at 11:29 PM SUZANNE, Congratulations on your win. Thank you for supporting one of my contest. Stop by my blog "An Angels Tear" if you'd like. Smiles and Hugs..... LINDA

Sheri Fresonke Harper April 8, 2013 at 6:11 PM I ran into one when I was in Tanzania and also in New Zealand--its probable that farm folks see them all the time but, they really are arresting and you captured that, excellent.

Hgarvey Daniel Esquire April 7, 2013 at 11:57 AM Dear Suzanne, The Title had me wanting to read "Small Echo of Death".I see YOU have changed the Title and I believe for the better as the ending so well indicates.This also reminded me of when I lived in Las Vegas and took the dogs for a walk I would see Sun bleached rabbit skeletons.You do so well with YOUR description of anything YOU write about. Superb Quill. LOVE ALWAYS and FOREVER YOUR Eternal Liege...Harry

Russell Sivey March 31, 2013 at 1:17 PM Such sadness within this lovely write Suzanne! This is a very well written poem! I enjoyed reading it this afternoon! Great Work!! Suzanne Delaney March 31, 2013 at 1:23 PM Thanks for visiting Russell: This was a true experience when I went on Summer holidays to the Outback with Dad. We were camped near an Artesian well and I saw the cow skeleton there and was drawn to the macarbe. I must day the little dead calf bones taught me a lot that day on chance and circumstance. The lesson has stayed with me.