The Unquiet Grave
"Can you feel the soul of an abandoned house; can you hear the whispering?"
Quote by - Constance La France
Why did these bedeviled bats
fly right into the windows?
An abandoned house
standing forlorn
amid a desolate landscape
with its window panes shattered
relating a story of one foreboding night
when these bats splattered their blood
on the shards of glass
strewn all over the blighted floor.
These nocturnal creatures, skilled
at navigating a labyrinth of caves,
what drove them to their gruesome fate?
Alas, if only these broken windows
or the bloody shards of glass can tell the tale.
Maybe, as the tale is being told,
It's the tragic tale of star-crossed
lovers who were pursued, persecuted
and thrown into an oubliette
never to see the light of day.
Why does love exact such a dreadful wage?
Was it their lost souls that
spooked the birds to their death?
Ha, if only these grimy walls can breathe in
even a dismal whisper of the past.
~05/29/23
~Contest: Writing Challenge
~Sponsor: Constance La France.
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