Solstice Fire Poem by Sheena Blackhall

Solstice Fire



I fed a sheep's jaw bone
To a Solstice Fire
How quick the flames rose up
And died away!

The jaw bone was hulled and prowed
Like a Viking longship
It went to its own Valhalla
Its little cremation
Wrapt in crimson shawls

I sit in my life's cold clothes
Their colours fading

Sunday, June 29, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: age
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