Poem -
Nature of the Beast
Itβs hunger that rides this old crow
Heedless of carrionβs dire woe
Savory as festering eyeballs swell
Just hints of decay just as well
Sunbaked such gourmet-treat
So tender delectable sweetmeat
Aplenty for my feathered friends
To gather and gossip latest trends
Now roadkill tis acquired taste
Scattered remains such waste
Blood and gore so clichΓ©
Donβt need that mess anyway
Brains exposed my cup of tea
Β Means less work for likes of me
Patience virtuous, mommaβs surmise
Tis time to gorge on this tasty prize
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Comments
Hi lisa.
I shuddered while reading this,
enjoyede this
lorna xxx
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thanks for your kind words
Lisa, what a beastly write!!!...and for all the right reasons.
Dear Lord you're good at what you do and it is wonderful (regardless of theme) to read you.
And if you offer up something this darkly deliciousΒ here and now, what on earth are you saving up for this forthcoming Halloween Night.
Something perhaps to slip its leather leash or heavy chain and let rip...
Great write again and full honours coming your way, for this contented reader thanks you for sharing the poeticΒ roadkill :)
thanks for your kind words, I deeply appreciate your comments
Yikes, darker than the bowels of my old coal scuttle & then some ..Β
thanks Neville, with Halloween soon I've been writing a lot
As always...brilliant x
thanks Marion