Sharon Poch’s most recent poem to appear here was The Chocolate Waltz, published as part of Contributor Series 10: Silken Rags in January 2012.
Dark Ages
By Sharon Poch
Dead things pattern my world,
three-dimensional tattoos carved bone-deep,
intersecting designs inked the color
of sparrows found frozen
in winter’s furrowed fields
three-dimensional tattoos carved bone-deep,
intersecting designs inked the color
of sparrows found frozen
in winter’s furrowed fields
Crusty leaves, brittle veins squeezed dry,
molder in coffined layers,
their fusty breath pungent
with humus
and felled pine needles
Wolf moon rises, shadows fall
on numb mimes frozen in place,
a silent choir listening to the wind mourn,
low and brown
in hibernal requiem
Sharon,
Love your dark images like
“…inked the color of sparrows found frozen…”
“Wolf moon rises, shadows fall
on numb mimes frozen…”
and
low and brown
in hibernal requiem.”
Thank you for this deep, dark poem.