Evening calls to silhouette sentries,
rainslick roads swift-swallow sound;
lifeblood weeps to parch-dry ground,
while ravens silent-watch from trees.
The banshee wails on late-night roam;
then piece-by-piece, they carry me home.
© Ginny Brannan January 2012
**Image Credit to Whitebook @ DeviantArt, titled A Christmas Story for Rezzan
**Image Credit to Whitebook @ DeviantArt, titled A Christmas Story for Rezzan
I like the second stanza the most, expecialy the last line. Thank you
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remarkable.
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nice rhyming piece.
ReplyDeletegreat imagery.
Vivid, powerful and eerie. Made me shudder just a bit, so I turned on my bedroom lights. LOL!! Good job! Blessings.
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truly beautiful imagery here,
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Lovely twist at the end.
ReplyDeletenicely written, Ginny. I am impressed with how your poetry has developed over the past year.
ReplyDeleteI liked this a lot. Succinct yet saying so much!
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