A Call To Arms

A call to arms,
My heart;
Eccentric,
Jaded,
Hostile in the dark.
As the sun beacons
flames,
Summons the grave
of darkness,
The moon regains
composed in the depth of night,
Upside down; like a bat of navigation
My insides sign with articulation,
A skeleton to breathe against the grating battle-cry
Eloped in time stood still,
Forever merging with the ghosts of Halidon Hill.

J.Calvert 2016

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