Uneasy Shade

Tree

Roots wrap round blanched bones

branches stark vent the air

howls and screams of despair

speak of how I am entrenched

in twisted frame of creeping death

no leaf nor bud shall grow again

as from ancient roots deep

my ice blood does slowly seep

loosened from this writhing tree

my spirit still may wander free

to haunt the man who cast the stone

and turned my precious flesh to bone.

 

©ChristineNedahl

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