Day 17 – National Poetry Month: Grey Bones

Today’s poem is an attempt at a Terzanelle from the prompt, Grey Bones. Enjoy.

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Grey Bones

Comes a shadow of winter’s end
when the night wind blows cold
Comes a shadow of winter’s end
From the hoary lichen and mold,
the dead moan a sweet refrain
when the night wind blows cold
In falling snow and lasting pain
the grey bones creak and shift
The dead moan a sweet refrain
Across the moonlight drift
in the fading hope of haven
the grey bones creak and shift
Flee the fractured world, graven
while dread breaks the night
in the fading hope of haven
By the undying raven flight
While dread breaks the night
Comes a shadow of winter’s end
Comes a shadow of winter’s end

©2022 A. F. Stewart

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