Widows Seek

Inside the meaning of time,
The spirits cry,
The earth’s soul profound,
The whisper of fallen men,
The undertones, drenched in sorrowful sun,
The women murmur on dawn,
War song,
Bloodshed and thirsty,
A hundred and one,
Spilling on August dusk,
The ground a boneyard,
Entrenched in soil,
They seep back to nature once more,
Their final resting place,
Haunted, by the battle cry,
Alone in the woods,
Where widows seek.
Lost, a moment in time.


18 thoughts on “Widows Seek

  1. I love that you’re exploring different subjects with your writing Jennifer. I remember you telling me once that your poetry was “samey” (which it totally wasn’t btw) because you always wrote very romantic posts…well, between the rabbit deliciousness of the last few days and this, it’s fair to say you have diversified…and your writing is as good as ever πŸ™‚ x ❀

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